“One hundred years ago on the 21st of April, out in the waters around Spivey Point, a small clipper ship drew toward land...”
I miss heartland potboilers. Movies where just beyond the sight of movie stars chasing each other around you'd stare into dark green and brown landscapes, ruined and beautiful. Movies that could be intimate even with million dollar budgets and star egos to nurse. The Fugitive, Fargo, Breakdown, Patriot Games, Trespass, Needful Things; movies with a sense of their miserable locations. There are probably over a thousand movies shot in Pennsylvania but very few capture what it feels like…
The Children of Men of the 10s, except its creator has actually radical politics, he wasn't just wearing them until he got rich.
I was pleased not to have to write specifically about this movie because I wasn't in the mood to deconstruct why it works so well. It's amazing and tense. It fucking shreds. Isn't that enough? For once I didn't have to think overlong about character and whether or not I liked anyone or cared about their journey. Unlike Revolver it's not that kind of movie. Ritchie's in shark mode here, which revealed something kind of interesting about him. In…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Maybe it's me but there's something kind of cheap and tawdry about giving your character a sort of accentuated handicap and playing it for scares? The treatment of Charlie broke the spell the movie attempts to cast in the first ten minutes. She produces a chocolate bar from her pocket that neither parent knows the origins of, hinting that she's one of those magic children movies love that just does things to which the parents of a heavily troubled…