How do I recount the plot of The Whistlers to you, when I didn’t understand it myself? I will do my very best.
Cristi (Vlad Ivanov – a dead ringer for Michael Keaton) is an undercover Romanian police officer tasked with learning a whistling language native to the Canary Islands. In the process, he gets close to Gilda (Catrinel Marlon), a beautiful member of a criminal gang. A smorgasbord of twists, turns, and deceptions abound, where no one can trust anyone, and nothing is quite like it seems.
The most notable thing about The Whistlers is how utterly confusing it is. At the beginning, as we start midway through the action, it’s easy to assume that if you have a little patience, the answers will appear in due course. Yet – for the most part – that doesn’t happen. Writer-director Corneliu Porumboiu seems determined to make his story as byzantine and hard to follow as possible. There’s clever plotting and there’s over-clever plotting, and this film unfortunately belongs in the latter camp.