‘Aviva’: An Entrancing, Dance-Driven Experiment That Struts Into Self-Indulgence [Review]
Around 57 minutes into Boaz Yakin’s dance-driven romantic drama “Aviva,” the film’s protagonist looks straight into the camera and says, “Fuck consistency and tone.” The reason for his outburst? He’s addressing the random dance number that occurred 20 minutes earlier, in which a mob of middle school boys interrupts the plot to perform a dance number out of nowhere. It does not serve the plot, it is never referenced again, and if “Aviva” needed a thesis statement, there it is practically spraypainted in bold red letters: Fuck consistency and tone.