Pra acabar de vez com a preocupação inútil da imagem do Brasil no exterior, mostrando que ninguém tá levando esse filme a sério, algumas resenhas (em inglês, me desculpem
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"It's good, in a way, that "Turistas" contains an extended scene in which a girl gets her liver removed with just a local anesthetic. It reminds us that some experiences are even worse than watching this movie. (...) These people are so stupid that they make us think, well, wait a second: Maybe those livers and kidneys could be put to better use. Maybe the lives of these young folks are, in a certain sense, just nature's way of keeping their organs fresh until the moment comes when they can be harvested. Indeed, there was the opportunity here for the filmmakers to make a serious and provocative case for random compulsory organ harvesting, as a way of building bridges between the United States and Latin America. But no, like the young adults in the movie, "Turistas" is raucous but hopelessly middle class. It upholds the prosaic notion that everyone is entitled to his own liver, even burgeoning alcoholics determined to blow theirs out by age 40. "Turistas" represents the first screenwriting effort by Michael Ross, who should stop now. Directed by John Stockwell, who shows consummate skill at camera shaking, etc." SF Chronicle
"But when you wake up the next day, someone's run off with everything, including your group's common sense. (...) Yet in spite of the oncoming doom (even the hawks circling above know what's up), you simply cannot pass up the opportunity to jump in a big blue lake. Forget imminent death -- look, a waterfall!" Boston Globe
"When did vacations become so scary? In the year of Hostel, Wolf Creek and The Descent, it's almost as if Hollywood is hoping that we'll?oh, right, stay home and watch more movies. Turistas, sadly, is just a reason to stay home. This organ-theft thriller overpromises and underdelivers. (...) You'll always be ten agonizing minutes ahead of the cast. By the time bad things start to happen, you're well past caring - unless you happen to be badly in need of a fictional kidney. Which would incidentally be harvested by a horrifyingly constructed villain, and here's where what's left of Turistas falls apart. Our bad guy is ostensibly working for a twistedly noble purpose, but nothing about his life or methods makes any sense. His mountaintop lair sets him back so much that he can't afford competent help, and the script's attempts to give this demented organ thief "depth" are ultimately insulting to the audience, if not all of Brazil, especially its doctors." E! Online
"Would you believe it if I said that the fearsome homicidal baddie in Turistas is the most humane and morally responsible person in the movie? (...) What they don't realize is that they're the prey of Zamora (Miguel Lunardi), a surgeon in a righteous huff over the parasitical underground market for vital organs in countries like his own. Once the fresh-meat tourists have been lured to his rain-forest lair, he decides on a cornrowed Aussie baby doll and, as she lies naked, removes her liver. As he explains during the procedure, he plans to ship the organ to a hospital in Rio, where, for once, it can be transplanted into the body of a needy, impoverished Brazilian." Entertainment Weekly
"Turistas starts out as an effective little horror movie before devolving into an incoherent mess during its final 30 minutes. The problem isn't the body count, it's the inability to figure out what the number is due to the way in which director John Stockwell has chosen to film his payoff scenes. There's room here for suspense, but it's hard to generate tension when the viewer can't figure out what's going on. Darkness and rain are great when it comes to establishing atmosphere, but they're not so great when filming action sequences. It doesn't take long before it becomes impossible to figure out who's chasing whom and who's about to face the wrong end of a sharp object. In the end, everything becomes clear, but the path to that conclusion is long, dark, dripping, and frustrating to navigate. (...) The forests of Brazil are filmed with an eye toward menace rather than as scenic destinations. One suspects the Brazilian Tourist Board will not be pleased. (...) Characters act in predictably stupid ways. This is annoying, but one has to recognize that if the protagonists behaved intelligently, it would be a short, boring movie. (...) Turistas delivers just about everything a viewer expects from a horror movie except a well-lit conclusion. Admittedly, there is fine line between using darkness to set a tone and having it result in the obfuscation of everything by going for an authentic look, and Stockwell ends up on the wrong side of that demarcation." ReelViews
"If stupidity were a crime, the nitwits in the cheap horror flick ?Turistas? would be doing time in Attica. A grubby, lethally dull bid to cash in on the new extreme horror, the film turns on a conceit as frayed as Freddy Krueger?s shtick: a group of hotties stumble into the lair of a madman. Carnage ensues. Here the hapless, clueless and braless are the English-speaking tourists of the film?s title who, having gone abroad to party hearty, end up being batted about by a wacky cat with very sharp claws and a seriously sick sense of social justice. (...) (The actors playing the ducks are similarly interchangeable; you can find their names in the accompanying credit box.) (...) This film involves first-world tourists who are violently punished for traveling into a third-world (or third-world-like) country. ?Turistas? plays this political angle more openly than does ?Hostel,? since Zamora defends his blood lust by donating ?gringo? organs to his country?s poor. Yeah, yeah, yeah, and Jason and Freddy donate regularly to their local blood banks." New York Times
"Waylaid by a bus accident, will the gringos and gringettes wait for the next bus or head down to the bar on the beach? Hint: Caipirinha is the only local word they know. (...) The villain is an anti-globalist doctor, kinda like Howard Dean with a Che Guevara beard. (...) "Turistas" concludes with nearly half an hour of footage so dank that it looks like it was filmed through a blindfold smeared with shoe polish. People chase each other at night through the murky jungle, and sharp weapons and spurting arteries are involved, but it's anyone's guess who is in pieces and who is still alive. The dialogue doesn't brighten things up, either: "What are we gonna do?" "We gotta find a way outta here!" "Turistas" has mastered the international language: stupidity." New York Post
