Tanovic is a skilled director, as he showed in no-mans-land, but all the characters here were about as subtle as characters in...a play by a French intellectual, like Bernard Henri-Levy, who makes David Hare seem like Shakespeare. The film was vaguely engrossing but as soon as it finished - and it seemed to finish when it ought to get going - one was aware of how weak it was. There was far too much didactic-ism on the one hand and far too much pandering to a non-Balkan audience's image of a Balkan world of gangsters, prostitutes, money-lenders and all round violence. I am supposed to write at least 10 lines about this but god knows why as it isn't really worth two lines of comment. I can't believe the guardian gave it 4 stars (well, I can)
Review of Death in Sarajevo
