Red Sparrow review – is Jennifer Lawrence’s new thriller any good?
It’s quite the departure for the Hunger Games actress.
Jennifer Lawrence takes the bull by the horns as a Russian spy in white-knuckle espionage thriller Red Sparrow.
Here is what Press Association’s film critic Damon Smith thought of the film:
Who is in the cast?
Along with leading star Lawrence, Red Sparrow’s cast includes Joel Edgerton, Matthias Schoenaerts, Charlotte Rampling, Mary-Louise Parker, Joely Richardson and Jeremy Irons.
It is directed by Francis Lawrence, who made three of the four Hunger Games films, and based on the Jason Matthews novel of the same name.
What about the storyline?
Dominika Egorova (Lawrence) is a prima ballerina at the Bolshoi Theatre, who pirouettes to finance the medical care of her mother (Richardson).
The dancer suffers a horrendous injury on stage and three months later, as she hobbles through recovery, Dominika receives an unwelcome visit from her uncle Vanya (Schoenaerts), deputy director of the Russian Intelligence Service.
He press-gangs his niece into the top-secret Sparrow project, which moulds attractive recruits into weaponised assets to strike at the bloated hearts of western governments.
Before Dominika can complete her training, she is dispatched to Budapest to dupe seasoned CIA operative Nathaniel Nash (Edgerton), the only person who knows the identity of a mole in the Kremlin codenamed Marble.
Nash is wise to the Russian plan and vows to turn Dominika against her motherland.
What about the leading star’s performance?
Lawrence gives all of herself – physically and emotionally – to the demanding title role of this high-stakes game of post-Cold War cat and mouse.
The Oscar winner exposes every inch of her body in scenes of masterful seduction and sickening subjugation, including multiple sexual assaults and stomach-churning scenes of torture.
It’s certainly not a film for the squeamish – the camera lingers on the aftermath of snapped bones and one sadistic sequence involving a skin grafting device is the stuff of nightmares.
Lawrence weathers these bone-crunching blows for her Hunger Games director, then shatters her character’s soul to smithereens when she thinks no one is looking, in the service of a tightly woven narrative, threaded with betrayal and daring double-crosses.
Crucially, it’s predominantly women who decide grim fates, employing guile and intelligence to outwit men in suits and military uniforms, who have grown fat and complacent on the illusion that they wield power.
So, what is the final verdict?
Red Sparrow is a muscular and engrossing thriller, which revels in the tantalising disconnect between actions and words.
Plot mechanics are well-oiled thanks to Matthews’ source material – the author was a clandestine operations officer for the CIA.
Consequently, screenwriter Justin Haythe concentrates on visualising mind games and daring power plays that leave us in the dark about characters’ ulterior motives.
The film soars on the wings of Lawrence’s fearless performance and the sterling support of Edgerton and Rampling, the latter irresistibly chilling as Matron of the Sparrow programme, who tutors charges in the art of sexual warfare.
“Every human being is a puzzle of need. You must become the missing piece and they will tell you anything,” she purrs.
Unravelling the mysteries of Francis Lawrence’s puzzle picture is a nail-biting treat.
Red Sparrow is released in the UK and Ireland on March 1.