Le Cœur au vol

The plot is so overused in many movies and video clips and they gave the worst version of it.

The movie is more like a tourism advertisement for beautiful places, they focused more on the cinematography which was the only positive thing for me, but in an exaggerated way The name doesn't meet the content (Romance & comedy nerde !!!!!!!??????) + the acting level is low and boring. I've watched Birkan in (Masumlar Apartmani,Hayat Sarkisi and Yüz Yillik Mucize) and Esra (Ertugrul,Ramo) before their performances were way too better, here seems like they are faking it!

Their chemistry is 6/10 beautiful but not wow.

Despite good cinematography and captivating locations, the movie falls flat with its clichéd plot, lackluster scriptwriting, and subpar acting. The revelation that the art thief is the protagonist's ex-lover feels contrived, and the attempts to inject suspense fall short due to predictable twists. The performances are hardly adequate and they struggle to breathe life into characters that feel one-dimensional and lacking in depth. The chemistry between the leads, meant to ignite the screen with passion and conflict, fizzles rather than sparks, making it difficult for viewers to invest in their journey. While the visuals offer moments of aesthetic pleasure, they can't compensate for the film's overall lack of substance. The movie may dazzle the eyes, but it leaves much to be desired in terms of storytelling and execution.

The storyline stolen from the classic "The Thomas Crown Affair". Its not an adaptation. No credit to original story writer. There are two versions; one with Steve Mcqueen and Faye Dunaway made in 68 and the other one made in 1999 with Pierce Brosnan and Rene Russo. They're both decent, good time movies. I can not say the same thing about this one.

Such a shame wanna be writers steal from a classic and getting away with it. These writer make a living of a stolen idea when such original stories waiting on the sideline in Turkey. Netflix Turkey has become so corrupt no talents are welcome there. I'm sure global Netflix has no idea what kind of shananagans going on under its management.

The movie claims to be a romantic comedy but there is literally no romance or humor to be found. The characters, both individually and as a couple, lack development, making it difficult to invest in their relationship. There's zero foundation for their connection or emotional journey. They just throw these two actors together with a revolving door of hair styles/colors and skimpy outfits (most with absolutely no relevance to the plot, by the way), Plus, they throw in random smooches with no build-up, no emotional depth, just a slapdash attempt to fulfill some quota.

It is obvious the movie was deliberately made to appeal to an audience that like shallow, lusty content (and Netflix is making lot of that kinda stuff lately) regardless of any story line. But for anyone craving a shred of romance, story, or even a chuckle, you'll be seriously disappointed.

What's truly baffling is that for such low-class, trashy film with no atristic merit, they managed to sign up Brikan and Esra! These are actors with serious chops (remember Brikan as Han in The Innocents, or Esra's phenomenal performance as Madame Corinne in Ataturk or Sibel in Ramo). Usually, it's unknown or unestablished actors desperate for a break who take on such trashy and vulgar roles.

One has to wonder if such demeaning roles will cheapen the brand of the lead actors and hurt their standing in serious acting circles. As a huge fan of both of these stars, it honestly saddens me to see them doing these kind of cheap roles.

Where do I even begin? Buckle up, dear reader, because Love of Art is a cinematic train wreck I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.

The "thrilling" plot was as predictable as sun rising from the east. The movie was full of clichés, with zero character development, zero attention to pacing the story and zero focus on important moments. The "chemistry" between the lead actors was about as sizzling as a wet firecracker. Their forced interactions were painful to watch, and dialogue so clichéd it could have been written by a fortune cookie machine.

Then there's the direction. Imagine a middle school play directed by an overenthusiastic student council president. That's the vibe I got. The action sequences were so poorly choreographed I could've planned a better fight scene with a sock puppet show.

Honestly, the only thrilling aspect of this movie was the sheer audacity of it existing. Save yourself the wasted brain cells and avoid this cinematic catastrophe. You're welcome.

In all seriousness, it amazes me how Netflix agreed to put their name behind such nonsense. But then the quality of Netflix originals isn't the same as it used to be.