Unnamed city, unnamed characters, one-eyed men…
Fernando Meirelles’ spin on José Saramago’s novel throws allegorical shapes but lacks sufficient storytelling rigour to convince. A hospital descends into brutality following a blindness epidemic. How? Why?
Whatever: humanity’s decadence is taken as a given and Meirelles settles for conjuring hell on earth as a substance-lite, style-heavy sensory assault. Sole extra is a Making Of.