His Map of the Human Heart is a little-known but ambitious epic filled with startling visions of an Eskimo culture, the bombing of Dresden, and a love affair that spans a lifetime.
And then, in 1993, he made the great "Map of the Human Heart," about the odyssey of an Eskimo boy from Alaska in the 1930s to London in the war, and from a great love affair to high adventure.
Director Vincent Ward ("Map of the Human Heart") compounds the problem by telling the story at too leisurely a pace it feels like it takes two hours just to get to the meat of the tale.
A New Zealand filmmaker who made the extraordinary "The Navigator" and the quite respectable "Map of the Human Heart," he has set aside, at least for now, the creativity of his early small-budget efforts.
New Zealand director Vincent Ward ("Map of the Human Heart") seems to have been run over by his own maudlin machine.
Its hard enough acting against a blue screen and with the wooden material by Ron Bass ( How Stella Got Her Groove Back , My Best Friends Wedding , Waiting to Exhale) and the inept direction by New Zealander Vincent Ward, his last effort being 1992s Map of the Human Heart, a modest love story with breathtaking visuals.