Who payed the critics

This movie is the proof that the world is becoming a sick and dumb place

Go in cold, and you're likely to emerge with your blood boiling. This has to be seen to be believed.

Worth seeing just to witness how winsome it is.

Channel- hopping a few years ago,I caught a snippet of the BBC Film Review show,where this stylish-looking flick was chosen as DVD of the week. Checking on Amazon,I was disappointed to see it be a bit pricey. Looking at Netflix UK a few days ago,I was not only surprised to find it on the site,but also see it was about to be removed,which led to me finally diagnosing the disorder.View on the film:Inspired by discussions with war photographers who talked about the difficult return to normal life and interviews with soldiers coming back from Afghanistan, co-writer/ (with Jean-Stéphane Bron & Robin Campillo) director Alice Winocour and cinematographer Georges Lechaptois detail the moments Vincent's PTSD rises to the surface with panning shots that single an isolated Vincent out in parties/when on guard duty. Dragging Vincent into the thankless job of taking care of an arms dealer family, Winocour takes the flick in a massive change of direction,by turning it into a home invasion Thriller,lined by tracking shots that run down darken corridors which feel like they go for miles, and stylish touch of having the attempts at home invasion take place at the edges of the screen.Kept somewhat in the dark over how deeply involved the family is in the arms trade,Diane Kruger gives an enticing performance as Jessie,who is given a snappy edge by Kruger over the protection of the children and doubts on the level of "safety" Vincent offers. Struggling to hold things together,Matthias Schoenaerts (who only slept 2 hours a day when filming) gives a smashing performance as Vincent,who Schoenaerts (who spent 2 years with Winocour trying to get this made) gives a bone crunching anger to in the action scenes,which Schoenaerts keeps rooted to the psychological damage of Vincent's disorder.

Trapped in a perpetual war zone and PTSD-fueled paranoia?? These are two catch phrases I found on the back cover as part of the movie's synopsis. I didn't find this to be true. I found him to be much more vigilant than he needed to be, but then if he hadn't been, the end to this movie would have been far different. Vincent is doing odd jobs while he waits to see if the Army is going to allow him to return to the war in Afghanistan. As a viewer I got the sense that everyone but Vincent knew he wasn't going back. He is given a security job at a party of a Lebanese businessman. When he has to leave on a business trip, Vincent is hired as a bodyguard to the man's wife, Jessie and their young son. The husband is arrested, though Im not sure why, and the film spends little time "discussing" this. There is a trip to the beach where, on the way back, Vincent suspect they are being followed. He drives recklessly to get away and Jessie demands that she be allowed to drive. An attempt to kidnap Jessie or the son takes place and Vincent saves them. This is where the movie loses direction for me. It's obvious that something is really wrong with this Lebanese man, but Vincent suspects that Jessie may know things she isn't telling, but again the film doesn't reveal much. There is never a full-blown romance between Vincent and Jessie, but it is clear that he has feelings for her. The film kind of dances around; leading me into one direction after another and then abandons. What's going on with the husband, what is the local police's involvement, does Jessie know what's going on, what's with the all the papers laying around...does Jessie really come back to Vincent at the end of the movie. If she doesn't and that is all in his mind, then for me, the movie did a bad job in showing just how ill Vincent is. And if she does, then it did a bad job of showing how much Jessie felt for Vincent. Either way there's a big hole in the middle of this film!!!

This is a film with few dialogue. It was the soundtrack and the actors who must speak for themselves. But more could be done with this film and these actors. The genre is not quite clear: a character study of post-traumatic stress disorder? an thriller? an critical society film? Of course Matthias is superb, but I hope to see him also smiling. But the situation here is not for smiling. And why, fgs, must the title be changed from Maryland to Disorder? This English title don't explain anything more than the original title. Perhaps the better should be 'Matthias' (or Vincent) when it is all about a character study of the mean actor Matthias....

Vincent, our hero?, is assigned the task of watching over Jessie and her little boy ali, in an estate home. Jessie's husband may be involved in shady dealings of some kind. it looks that way. he has left Jessie and ali behind, to be watched over by Vincent. Vincent, is in the army, but not on active duty at this time. I think he is suffering from ptsd, but that is not mentioned. he does seem to be on non prescribed drugs, which he gets from a friend working at a hospital. Vincent hears things, or not, is paranoid or not. it's not really defined. things happen. no surprises, really, but nothing is predictable. I was very nervous during this whole movie experience. almost on the edge of my seat. it's very well done and quite effective. you've seen it all before, of course, but when it works, it works. this is a very good film. go.