Who's Afraid of the Long, Bad Wolf?
One of the good things about movies is, well, no reading. Therefore, I expect subtitled films that have made it to American theaters to be worth the effort. There should be a message, something intellectual to take away, something that will make unconventionally attractive women want to talk to me. In these terms, a viewing of the French Brotherhood of the Wolf can be compared only to setting the television on closed caption and reading two hours of MTV's Total Request Live. As synthetic as anything Carson Daly dishes out, Brotherhood serves up costume drama, romance, action, horror and martial arts glued together with enough camera tricks to hold the attention span of any 14-year-old--it's surprising the Frenchies didn't throw some Daft Punk onto the soundtrack.