End of Watch

A sincere movie about police work. Ayer doesn’t make movies otherwise than excellently. A series of various raids, crowned by the final massacre, boyish squabbling and family. Don’t expect anything more from this story. On the other hand Jake Gyllenhaal and Michael Peña make a perfect team. Form here has undergone extensive change. POV shots bring everything closer to reality (even though as such they aren’t very realistic) and wonderfully spice up these fajitas. The cool soundtrack helps too. Full marks from me. I am a consequence. I am the unpaid bill. (2012-11-13)

A film that switches between a POV perspective and "classic" hand-held filming, between passion / police sentiment and a distant monitoring of strange guys for whom the service is an adrenaline ride (and it significantly affects them). The action scenes are brilliant and I must admit that I haven't felt such intense tension for a long time (Elite Squad?) - the combination of personal perspective and raw digital camera works great. As well as the everyday dialogues of both protagonists full of LA dialect and mundaneness. It is worse in terms of the attempts to look into privacy, in which the POV is a bit un-conceptual and disruptive, often as if it should rather obscure quite banal phrases. At the same time, End of Watch has no trouble dropping this sentiment several times. Unfortunately, the lavage between irony and fascination is mostly felt at the end, which is heading toward big things, but in the end it repeats semi-pathetically that which even a blind person could not miss... I give it what I give it for the great Gyllenhaal, the "unresolved" motif of guilt and a few great moments (the final shoot-out, the scene with a search of the house of the "old woman"). P.S. It would be interesting to compare "filming methods" in relation to Stone's thematically related film Savages! (2012-11-05)

David Ayer, an expert in the genre of gritty police dramas, upgrades his style with first-person shots and delivers a sequence of snapshots from the life of two L.A. cops. From conversations in the patrol car and firefighting heroics, through the joys of life (a wedding, the birth of a child), to finding parts of massacred bodies in stuffy houses and stepping on the tail of a Mexican snake, which cannot remain without consequences. The film is based not on the plot but on these snapshots; in places it is fun and interesting, but it is capable of engaging the audience dramatically only in the climax (to the point of tears, I have to admit). It is a decent film for fans of police drama, though it may be a bit boring for others. Jake Gyllenhaal and Michael Peña are good as well. I gave Training Day four stars, so here I have to keep my rating at three. (2012-11-05)

It’s evident that the people behind this film are knowledgeable in police work, as the whole thing appears unusually authentic, and they also have a sense of capturing the rawness of the contemporary world, or rather, crime in the USA. Aside from the blurred digital camera and the "live shooting," which in itself is authentically just around the corner, the harshness with which they depict seemingly ordinary days in a police department is unbelievable and unexpected. The desired catharsis arrives just right, without unnecessary sentimentality and pathos. It’s a concise and fast-paced film that knows exactly what it wants to say and how. It is not suitable for the faint-hearted, expect something that is not like a typical film, but rather an animalistic thing. (2013-09-08)

At first what seems like a pure spectacle of reality, then a sinister psychological thriller in the guise of an action flick, and at last an overwhelmingly escalating drama of people doing hard work in an unbearable place. During the operations and the necessity to draw a weapon, you can truly feel every breath and drop of sweat, and thanks to Jake Gyllenhaal's sincere gaze, End of Watch will stay with me for a long time. The reason it didn't make the highest rating is precisely because of its main asset – realism. In its authentic filth, David Ayer's romp cut a little too close for me to simply see it as a "mere" spectator experience. (2014-02-14)