It's a well-photographed story with an intriguing setup, but soon we're mired in a meandering, stilted story with forced dialogue and some surprisingly subpar performances from the talented cast.
Walter V. Addiego
Wenders has a history of employing exceptional cinematographers (such as Robby M�ller), and here gets fine work from Benoit Debie, whose glowing landscapes and interiors contribute at least as much as the script.
A small but taut drama in which the beautiful physical details jumping off the screen only serve to emphasize an ill-defined setting and major insufficiencies in the script and performances.
With backing from producers in no less than five countries and director of the gravitas of Wim Wenders - not to mention a solid cast - you'd think Every Thing Will Be Fine would be more impressive than it turns out to be.
Wenders is trying to do new things within the confines of a pretty standard European art-film scenario, and the viewer can see he's not approaching the material as though it's rote ...
Even for a movie about a writer detached from his emotions, it's ponderous, like a lucid dream gone bad.
Despite assurances to the contrary, Wim Wenders' "Every Thing Will Be Fine" turns out to be a frustratingly distancing drama that fails to capitalize on its compelling 3D cinematography.
You need a particular alchemy of mood and character to make so much nothing feel so urgent, an alchemy missing from Every Thing.
The first 3-D movie that makes you think nothing is there.