A most pleasingly atmospheric rendition of the tale, noirishly photographed and moodily set, this is the version which probably would have delighted Conan Doyle the most. There is one important plot change which enables the beautiful Alice Brandt to enjoy both a larger role and a more intriguing part in the proceedings. This change also builds up the parts of Dr Mortimer and Lord Charles, yet at the same time provides a nice introduction to the is-he-sinister or is-he-a-good-guy Barrymore, deftly played here by Fritz Rasp.
Despite the sting of its well-developed story, the spellbindingly atmospheric direction and the engrossing performances delivered by the entire cast, many fans may find this version somewhat disappointing. For at least three reasons: As in the novel, the part played in the narrative by Sherlock Holmes, though vital, is minimal. And in this version, not only has no attempt been made to enlarge his role, if anything both writer and director do their best to minimize it. Holmes does not even make his entrance for half-an-hour, and when he does finally appear, he has his back to the camera. It is Fritz Odemar, as Dr Watson, who receives the more favorable camera angles. And there is a purpose in this. It is Watson, not Holmes, who figures as the main protagonist of The Hound of the Baskervilles. For the bulk of the narrative, Holmes disappears. It is Watson and Lord Henry (Peter Voss) who take up the running. The movie is almost over, before Holmes closes in on the villain. And even so, this is not the obsessed, self-important Holmes we are accustomed to see taking charge. Another problem is that the title hound itself does not figure a great deal in the action, a downgrading which will undoubtedly rate as another major disappointment for fans. And finally, it could be argued that the script gives too much attention to Conan Doyle's red herring, the escaped convict, and not enough to the real villain.
This said, it must surely be admitted by all, that Odemar's interpretation of Watson—intelligent, charming, level-headed, courageous and resourceful—is much closer to Conan Doyle's conception than either the bungling, inveterately stupid Nigel Bruce or the self-effacing Ian Fleming.
One other player deserves special mention: Erich Ponto (Dr Winkel in The Third Man) who seems exactly right for Stapleton. A difficult part, superbly played.
- JohnHowardReid, imdb
真的就是人类当下处境的反射 一场前所未有的危机下反智娱乐至死的民众 无能腐败的政客 无力的学者 更无力的选择相信专家却完全被silenced的也没有任何选择的韭菜 人类文明让人毫无信心 恐怕才是最恐怖的核心
太讽刺了。确实感觉把所有人都骂了。这个社会怎么就畸形到这种程度了，荒诞可笑至极。梅姨演的美国总统好赞！不同嘴脸切换自如。编导对美国社会的积疾体会深刻。其实我国不也有很多类似问题吗……
当今世界不就是这部电影的姊妹篇《Don’t Go Out》 吗？
魔幻现实，谁说不是呢？相信科学，相信数据。
太棒了！终于在灾难片里看到地球毁灭了。加一星。
彥綺說很像馬男波傑克，聽完想一下，也的確是美國動畫的脈絡，能用一堆超大卡市寫實化那種美國動畫，也是很厲害，也適合在聖誕節看。
這部把美帝價值觀噴到底朝天的片子，竟然讓某些國人覺得很不開心，真有意思。
其实我觉得占吴不剩人订剩天的结局才是最荒淡的。人会灭绝，地球不会。
电影里的讽刺其实是很幼稚的，人物也比较脸谱化。但作为爽片还是挺好看的，基本的人物逻辑与核心立意还是有的。
有一股子说不上来的傲慢和聪明劲，自我感觉特别良好。
首先，这不是个喜剧，这是个悲剧。这出悲剧之外更悲的是，以为看透一切的好莱坞，把矛头仅仅指向某届administration，而不是当下整体的人类状态。
吹哨人小李子和吹哨人大表姐的经历令人唏嘘，和平惯了的人们用戏谑的方式面对大型灾难，资本家眼里永远只有一样东西，政治随着资本发射或掉头，最后全世界只剩一个妈宝男人类。后疫情时代的反思，片名《不要抬头》可以“翻译”成《不要戴口罩》。起码国内还是会严肃对待，然而细菌的力量并不比彗星小，多活几百年是几百年。 看小李子再也不能带着当初舔颜的心情。幸好又有了甜茶，江山代有美人出。梅姨演总统太适合不过，那气质~那声线~大表姐的造型被吐槽龙纹身的女孩笑死。
彗星撞地球的世界性灾难想讽刺什么，大家都心知肚明，看着看着就觉得所有的一切都如此熟悉，电影努力找到了搞笑和深刻之间的某种平衡，2个半小时也没有觉得长。PS，片尾两个彩蛋都很亮，一定要看完啊
Brilliant！看完想鼓掌，非常具有实效性的后疫情时代灾难寓言，故事精彩到不行，幽默设计的恰到好处，连各种伏笔的揭示都讽刺的针针见血，能兼顾社会议题并言之有物，又善于娱乐包装加上大卡司，总之非常好看！
再有，你们不会觉得这些只是为了讽刺而虚构的吧？呵呵。
无奈到只能用低级趣味对抗魔幻现实了么。做作的讽刺 夸张的表演 作为脱口秀视频插播效果也许不错 兴师动众拍一部电影大可不必。用舞台上的脸谱代表所有人的生活 意淫带着所有人一起毁灭 典型的好莱坞式自以为是。
3.5吧，虽然政坛什么的翻来覆去都是那些梗，但放在世界末日设定上还挺飞，太适合加进冬季节日的奶头乐片单了。李子依然是有熊追他既视感。
中期选举大过天
大家都一样烂，快点毁灭吧，彗星什么时候撞地球？
地球毁灭的危机当头下，新闻政客、社交媒体、短视频、奶头乐……一环套一环的愚蠢，荒诞喜剧，如同疫情期间的世界。电影讽刺面宽泛但缺乏力度。跳剪不错，把节奏剪出来了。
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