Man iepatikās šī atsauksme.

“Day Watch,” the sequel, is already out in Moscow. Beyond that lies a third episode, although whether the title will be “Lunchtime Watch” has yet to be confirmed. All you need to know is that, with its somersaulting trucks, drafts of quaffable blood, and skies full of digitized ravens, Bekmambetov’s movie has every intention of whacking “The Matrix” at its own game. I was much taken by the owl that turns into a naked woman (presumably the sort of thing that Harry Potter thinks about under the bedclothes) and by the kindly, white-haired gentleman who reaches behind his neck, removes his own spine, and uses it as a broadsword. And yet, for all the claptrap and the twitchy editing, “Night Watch” has something that its American cousins lack. What will faze a young viewer raised on George Lucas, say, is the sense of crud—a blanket of shabbiness and shadow beneath which the characters, Other and otherwise, measure out their lives in avenues and apartments not so far from the battered world of Gogol. The battle between good and evil, in its messy desperation, feels not like a comic-strip confection, as in “X-Men,” but like the foul-tasting hangover of something true.

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