A rambling road movie with noble intentions and an excess of speechifying. full review
[The] set-up is given a human face by fine performances and a physical journey that's often more interesting than the characters' emotional ones. full review
A minor movie on a major subject, a drama with an almost unbearable lightness. full review
The movie -- a metaphor for the tangled, impossible state of Israeli/Palestinian relations -- only intermittently clicks.
Without fail, Gitai's determination to churn everything into metaphoric mud prevails. full review
Too slight as a metaphor for the larger catastrophe of the Mideast, too preachy to work as an emotionally compelling drama. full review
Much of the dialogue is didactic and pedantic. And when not didactic and pedantic, it's plodding and dull. full review
The message is made clear within the first 10 minutes, leaving us with about 80 minutes of thematic repetition. full review
Visually, Free Zone resembles a home movie in which an overly enthusiastic vacationer records every moment of a mundane trip.
Free Zone suffers from too-much-information syndrome, stalling out now and again from its tangled narrative wiring and an overload of emotional freight. full review
It's a nice crying jag by Natalie Portman, but there's not much else here to recommend. full review
The film is diluted by the use of flashbacks superimposed over present-time scenes. The result is visual chaos.
Amos Gitai's long-winded essay revolves around the interaction of three women, an American, an Israeli and a Palestinian, on a car trip from Israel to Jordan.
Per usual, Gitai largely eschews exposition, but his reticence sits awkwardly beside his penchant for saddling his deliberately stereotyped figures with trite, unwieldy speeches and symbolic-ironic biographical data. full review
[A] fractious film from thorny filmmaker Amos Gitai. full review