Just one more post, from another’s perspective.
“Nicolas Winding Refn is an aesthete; his films vacuous yet gorgeous, replete with all kinds of technical bravado, sly camera movements, images that glisten, over-saturated colors, aphotic darkness, and thrumming music. He’s as philosophical as the college sophomore who just discovered Heidegger (which makes him smarter than the student who just discovered Kant, natch). But his craftsmanship! As Nietzsche said, “All of life is a dispute over taste,” and Refn (or NWR—his directorial credit reads, #ByNWR) certainly isn’t for everybody. His new Amazon show, Too Old to Die Young, is glacial and gaudy, repetitive, a shiny, neon-sodden traipse into an ugly underworld set to an anxious, irascible electronic score and digitally photographed so assiduously, so obsessively, with its slow zooms and precise pans and persnickety compositions that look like modern art installations, anyone who doesn’t nerd out over that kind of stuff will probably find the series insufferable. Characters? Plot? Politics? Hah. This is braggadocio filmmaking, stupid and sublime.”