djderka
All shots count - (see end paragraph)A hot blonde babe blows up a Parisian bistro in the very beginning of the movie. Seems a terrorist cell is in operation with models as the fuse. And the cell is run by Harvey Keitel. A great line in the movie is when Harvey tells Nastassja that the "revolution" is about fine cigars, a room in the Hilton, a nice car and women. Huh?Exposed has a slow and steady pace with plenty of culture in dance and music. Marxism and models were a very chic item in Europe in the 70's and 80's. Especially in Italy.One important unrecognized "actor" is the professor at the beginning of the film that makes a very awkward "awwwwkard" pass at Nastassja in the beginning. The "professor" is James Toback, the director and he is uncredited. Henceforth, Nastassja flees to Europe.I enjoyed this film despite some shortcomings and criticism. A great dancer(Nureyev), and hot actress (Kinski), hot models, and intrigue and culture...give it a chance. Bibi Andersson appears in a nice red leather pencil skirt in a bookstore encounter with Emily (Nastassja).This is perhaps the only movie that doesn't waste ammo and everyone is a marksman. Especially in the ending shoot out. You know the bullets are a flyn' everywhere in most movies, with the heroes and villains taking forever to hit their target. But here there is not one miss. And they are artists and models for goodness sake. These folks are economical and accurate shooters for sure.
douglasekblade
Looking back on this movie, I really think this was the most realistic of all the political movies Kinski has made. Paris is the home of internation terrorism. And I think another look at Kinskis' choice in making this will give her fans a better understanding of her artistic makeup.
Kansas-5
This is a colossal waste of the talent of actors like Keitel, Nastassja Kinski, Carl Lee and Russo. The "revolutionaries" are portrayed as birdbrained automatons. The dialogue is embarrassing. Nureyev is positively wooden. Kinski does a ridiculous dance, made choppy by pathetic editing. If memory serves, the direction was so bad that during a silly car chase the pursued and pursuers are actually passed by a Parisian taxi in a traffic circle. That has to be a metaphor for the entire travesty. The movie would be gauged as sophomoric compared to the worst efforts of high school film classes.
Sigmund-3
... it really bothered me. The direction is flat and anonymous, the script is messy, the dialogues are too long and unlikely, the rhythm recalls me a funeral, and the plot itself is meaningless. The only good things in this movie are N. Kinski and a gloomy winter Paris. I rate it * (out of 6).
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