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When an epidemic of a disease known as the 'white sickness' appears in her city, the wife (Julianne Moore) of a doctor is one of the few individuals left who still has sight. She then keeps her sight a secret and leads seven strangers out of quarantine and onto the ravaged streets of the city.
Sadly, 'Blindness' may realise its director's worst fear: to produce not only an exploitation B-movie but one, paradoxically, spoiled by its own integrity and misplaced 'artistic' mise-en-scène and intentions.
It's hard to explain all the vitriol aimed at Meirelles' film, which is a beautifully shot picture that is as haunting and profound as it is thought-provoking.
August 14, 2009
The New Republic
Blindness is a glum, ugly film, and pretentious in the bargain. But, perhaps least excusable, it is a fundamentally ill-conceived film, the visual depiction of a world without sight.
Like the film's thematic elements, the camera trickery comes off as unnecessarily pretentious, the sort of thing film students applaud while mainstream audiences yawn.
Set in a nameless English-speaking city where people are suddenly stricken with sightlessness, it's an allegory that never rises to the level of believability.
The picture is elongated to a punishing two hours of suffering, infuriatingly slavish screenwriting, and a director who should be gifted the miracle of a tripod this upcoming holiday season.