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, And whip up a lot more story of their own to produce something that meanders, not always comprehensibly, from Europe to the high seas to North Africa and back again.
Along the way, they have missed much of Hergé’s sometimes subtle wit. When not simply repeating the malapropisms of Thompson and Thomson, the script seems strangely at a loss for jokes: As Haddock makes a crack about another sailor’s experiments in animal husbandry, you have to wonder if you heard him correctly. Bestiality jokes in a Spielberg movie?
Aside from the off-colour humour, Andy Serkis’s Haddock is particularly disappointing; the character’s drinking is much emphasized while his endearing irascibility has been toned down, leaving us with little more than an irritating alcoholic. On the other hand, Jamie Bell’s Tintin is increasingly convincing, providing an understated performance that interprets the optimism and courage of a cartoon hero as an admirable directness of personality.
Source: Globe and Mail