365 Days (365 DNI) is a 2020 Polish film written and directed by Barbara Bialowas. It stars Michele Morrone, Anna Maria Sieklucka and Bronislaw Wroclawski.
365 DNI is a ‘macabre’ film that doesn’t hesitate to show us parties to the rhythm of reggaeton, girls in bikinis everywhere? That’s just as an introduction, but then the good stuff starts: a bizarre love-seduction story that resembles that famous novel, but all in a cheap video-clip tone.
Nine and a Half Weeks will seem like a work of art compared to this.
Plot
He is a mafia and drug trafficking kingpin, she is a sales manager. He gives her a deadline: 365 days to fall in love (or whatever) with him.
The Movie. Review
Everything bad, what the critics hate, together at last in a single film that even made me doubt its dark intentions. The whole film is aimed at showing us how much money the main characters have thanks to their big cars, private jets and so on… but it’s not even a Hollywood movie and it lacks means everywhere. There are pretty girls (very pretty, ok), but we don’t have big stars either. The dialogues, the bad stuff… the plot, one of those that are written with two drinks on top without getting carried away by the search for originality. We don’t want to go too much into the performances either, because they are (obviously) good looking and look like they know how to wear a well-fitted suit (like someone I know) and, well, they play the part of European mafiosi with connections in Sicily and deals with the Slavic powers of drug trafficking.Everything bad, what the critics hate, together at last in a single film that even made me doubt its dark intentions. The whole film is aimed at showing us how much money the main characters have thanks to their big cars, private jets and so on… but it’s not even a Hollywood movie and it lacks means everywhere. There are pretty girls (very pretty, ok), but we don’t have big stars either. The dialogues, the bad stuff… the plot, one of those that are written with two drinks on top without getting carried away by the search for originality. We don’t want to go too much into the performances either, because they are (obviously) good looking and look like they know how to wear a well-fitted suit (like someone I know) and, well, they play the part of European mafiosi with connections in Sicily and deals with the Slavic powers of drug trafficking.
Then of course, the cocktail was almost deadly, but if we add scenes like a video-clip with some girl biting her lip and a guy playing the ‘punk’ spending money or shooting to the rhythm of Enrique Iglesias (they have dared, yes), then the combination ceases to be ultra-modern to become something ‘tacky’ beach 100% genuine.
The love story to see if we can take advantage of the success of other novels that they have not written has no name, because it is just as “macabre”, but on top of that, as if pretending to make us believe something.
50 Shades of Grey is even going to seem like a philosophical work to you.
There is nothing to catch it, there is nothing to tell us: this way it could be saved, no. It’s a big ‘macarrada’ that even lacks the touch of laughing at itself as a hooligan movie. It is a ‘macarrada’ capital ‘macarrada’ that, even, lacks the touch of laughing at itself as a hooligan movie.