Robert Schwentke
The Captain is the kind of project that suffers from an identity crisis, never deciding what it wants to say or how seriously it should take itself.
Okay, I am so lost here. In Hollywood’s mad scheme to leach money from teenagers and people with the mental capacity of teenagers, they’ve split the convoluted final Divergent series book Allegiant into two parts, titled The Divergent Series: Allegiant.
I had read Veronica Roth’s Divergent before the adaptation sauntered onto cinema screens, heralded as the next The Hunger Games, and what I discovered was that I preferred the film to the book. There was more action on show, and I felt that the film fixed many of the things I found problematic with the book’s narrative. So when I discovered that the book of Insurgent didn’t impress, I decided to bypass it and wait for the film.
Divergent’s a fun, entertaining movie, but it has a few flaws. We discuss whether the film lived up to the book, and its glorification of extraversion.
