Showing posts with label William Friedkin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label William Friedkin. Show all posts

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Killer Joe (2012)


Killer charm, Killer attitude, Killer instinct, "Killer Joe"! But it isn't just the eponymous character of "Killer Joe" (2012) that epitomizes everything that is killer, it is also this crackerjack of a dark comedy from old man William Friedkin who is back in terrific form with his recent masterwork that more than satisfies and earns him renewed respect from this reviewer!

Sure, the plot adapted from the Tracy Letts play is quite been there-done that noir kind of stuff; a plot reminiscent of early Coen Brothers flicks. But Friedkin still manages to make his film a cut above the rest in the crowd. A young punk Chris (Emile Hirsch) who owes some mean loan sharks a lot of money decides to get rid of his namesake mother Adele (Julia Adams) in the hopes of recovering $50,000 from her insurance, of which she has made her daughter Dottie (Juno Temple), the only beneficiary. And for doing this job he decides to hire 'Killer' Joe Cooper (Matthew McConaughey) a cop who has a side business as a contract killer! It all seems too simple on paper, but dealing with the all-powerful Killer Joe is no mean feat! He has rules, and breaking them would mean knocking on death's door! What happens next is best left for the viewer to find out as the film's plot thickens, delivers relentless blows and knocks us out cold as we near its ultra-chaotic, explosive climax!

William Friedkin is in no mood to sugarcoat stuff. This is as brutal as it gets. There's stomach churning violence and some perverse sexuality with a rather unusual twist. Yet the film manages to induce loads of laughs, a nervous chuckle or two and makes sure the viewer has a satisfied smile on his/her face long after the film has ended. This is the kind of stuff that reminds one of Martin Scorsese's 90s flavor, particularly films like "Goodfellas" and "Casino" which showcased over-the-top violence and razor sharp dialog laced with laugh-out-loud hilarious dialog. Add to that the characters are mostly all loonies and weirdos right out of Bunuel's later surrealist works, with dialog that is either way too cleverly funny or absurdly comic and non sequitur. While the characters are all strange, they sometimes exhibit traits that make us connect with them and feel for them. It is these characters and their interactions that make the film much more enjoyable. Sure, some actions and decisions taken by the characters might raise a few eyebrows, but one look at these broken, trailer trash characters, and you would seriously not wonder so much. It is their fragility that makes them act that way. What takes place is far from unconvincing and we simply go along with it, waiting with bated breath as to where it would lead, despite some inherent predictabilities in the narrative.

"Killer Joe" is mostly a performance-driven film. The magnificent display of acting chops from the cast playing the characters is one of the stand-out facets of the film. Emile Hirsch is outstanding as the young lad who is in debt. His predicament inhibits his ability to think straight and his confusion is palpable. He also gets to mouth some of the choicest lines in the film. Thomas Haden Church with his ape-like facial hair and dumb gaze plays the stupid guy Ansel to the T. He trusts anyone and everyone and he seriously looks the part! 

The two leading ladies are even better. Gina Gershon who has always been a tremendous actress, unfortunately left behind among her peers owing to acting in mostly bad films, delivers one of the strongest performances in this film. She looks hot and plays the part of the manipulating, slutty step mother with conviction. A great performance indeed! 


And then there's Juno Temple. Words are not enough to describe this performance of an emotionally troubled young, coy virgin, who believes she was in true love in her third grade with a little fat kid. They never met in isolation, they never spoke about it, and therefore it was true love! In one of the film's funniest aspects she keeps reiterating that he was fat!  It is one funny as well as sad story in her life, that gives way to some developments in the story of the film. Temple is so amazingly natural, the facial expressions, the Southern accent (being an English actress), the mannerisms, everything! Your heart breaks when you see her sob upon realizing that her family is up to something and she'd been kept in the dark about it. Real gem of a performance there.

Which brings us to the leading man, Matthew McConaughey, the star of this enterprise with his godly performance as Joe 'Killer' Cooper. The handsome actor exudes a suave charm with his smooth-talking ways, his kindly mannerisms, his genuine affection and almost in the same breath turns into a fire-breathing, violent, maniacal monster and subjects his audiences to a shock treatment of another kind! One of the finest lead performances of recent times, this is quite possibly McConaughey's career best performance.

Making a unique motion picture out of a done-to-death story is one of the major achievements of "Killer Joe". It is the wonderful script and its unapologetic nature, the interesting motley of characters portrayed with strong performances, a strange mix of vile as well as funny events especially towards the insane, jaw-dropping climax full of madness and mayhem, not to mention the gorgeous cinematography, are primarily responsible for making "Killer Joe" an absolute winner. 

At the ripe age of 75 William FRIEDkin has given Fried Chicken an entirely new meaning and delivered a near-masterpiece! Do not miss "Killer Joe"! It is wicked fun...finger-lickin' good! 

Score: 9/10






 

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Bug (2006)

Poor Michael Shannon! Imagine having to play the same role time and again and turning something as exciting as acting into a mundane routine. In William Friedkin’s colossal misfire of a psychological thriller, Shannon portrays yet another nutcase (who goes by the name of Peter Evans), this time a ‘delusional paranoid schizophrenic’…but a bigger one compared to his recent “Take Shelter”. But that isn’t the least of our worries. He is also a violent crackpot, a total madcap who inflicts cuts and wounds on himself!

What’s more..he has great convincing power, whereby he is capable of making a complete fool out of a seemingly sane but depressed Agnes (Ashley Judd). Friedkin takes us audiences to be complete dimwits too, what with Agnes’ lesbian friend R.C. who ‘just met’ Peter introduces him to Agnes and brings him to Agnes’ motel room for a night of alcohol and cocaine binging! Now it is just one meeting but after some sob stories and a surprisingly quick bonding later, Agnes and Peter end up having sex! One unconvincing situation after the other and we get to the focal point…..the bug infestation! Peter suddenly starts finding bugs everywhere…on him, around him, and keeps slapping himself once in a while in an attempt to kill these bugs….Agnes can’t see anything, but Peter, the great convincer that he is manages to convince Agnes that the room is infested with bugs.

And to add to it there’s a bizarre conspiracy theory of the US army using Peter as a guinea pig to conduct some ghastly experiments which include planting bug egg-sacs in his tooth! By the time the senile old Friedkin starts bombarding all this nonsense on his audiences, we are already awaiting the end of the film, simply because we are just not interested in the madness anymore. And Shannon, being Shannon and a pro at acting like a psychotic weirdo, has a ball doing it, with extra gusto this time...convulsing, swatting invisible bugs all over his body, inflicting injuries, twitching his face, slapping it once in a while, hollering at the top of his voice concocting one theory after another as to what actually is happening with him and Agnes! Judd joins in, with an initially stellar performance which unfortunately takes a free fall in the second half of the film, in which both Judd and Shannon seem to be vying for the trophy of the most ridiculously over-the-top and unintentionally comic performance of all time! A nervous wreck that she becomes, she also mouths off loud lines in resonance with Shannon’s insane ramblings about implanted computer chips and manufactured zombies, human guinea pigs and androids posing as humans ……..you feel like reaching for the stop button already! At one point of time I literally felt like getting a bug spray and dousing Shannon and Judd in it to free them from their misery!

Add to that Friedkin’s non-serious attitude thanks to which he throws so much of logic right out the window….I mean, it’s a Motel room that’s been turned into a tin foil house decorated with bug zappers! Where are the Motel authorities for Christ sakes?! Agnes is supposed to be great friends with R.C. but she trusts Peter over R.C. and slaps R.C. out of her room! A lot more incredibly brainless situations abound. Throw in some couple more stupid scenes and a subplot revolving around Agnes’ estranged abusive ex-hubby Jerry (Harry Connick Jr) who acts like a tough guy wife-beater in one scene, yet foolishly gets his hand stapled in the other….. and voila! You got the perfect schlock in the name of a “disturbing psychological horror”.

But that’s not all! Friedkin gets even more ambitious…and tries to do a Hitchcock here, and needless to say, fails miserably in creating any sort of locked-in, claustrophobic atmosphere, which just comes across as a cheap imitation. Shyamalan did a much better job in “Signs”. There are but a few tense moments which are far between and can’t do much to save the film as a whole. There’s also Judd’s fine acting until she turns into a hysterical comedian  joining in the cacophony of Shannon’s jitter-‘bug’ maniacal clown. Both of them devise a ‘great’ plan to save the world from the bug infection, one that’s supposed to affect us deeply; but we find that we have almost given up by the third act…..

Score: 3/10.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Cruising (1980)

William Friedkin, the man behind such bad-ass gritty cop thrillers like “The French Connection” and “To Live and Die in L.A.” taps his penchant for police detective films with this highly controversial, yet half-baked Al Pacino starrer based on the novel of the same name. The title of the film is a play on words, referring to ‘cruising’ as in patrolling and also to its sexual connotation.

The film follows this strange case of floating body parts found in the Hudson river in New York city. The cops don’t know what to make of it but are somehow linking the act to that of a notorious serial killer who has off late been brutally murdering gay men after picking them up from shady gay S&M and leather nightclubs with names like ‘Ramrod’, ‘Cock Pit’ ( you get the drift..) somewhere in Greenwich village. He lurks in the shadows, wears aviator glasses, a leather peaked cap, a leather jacket. He cruises and picks up unsuspecting homosexual pleasure-seekers, takes them to some seedy motel or isolated areas, sings his signature song…”who’s here? I’m here..you’re here” and proceeds to stab them repeatedly, in the process ensuring they don’t survive!

Captain Edelson (a limping Paul Sorvino) sends Officer Steve Burns (a curly-haired Al Pacino!) on a dangerous mission as an undercover agent to try and possibly attract the killer owing to being in the same age group and physical features somewhat matching those of the victims. An initially reluctant Burns accepts the job and sets out on his task. He rents an apartment in the locality, manages to make friends with the friendly next door neighbour Ted (Don Scardino) and also manages to rub Ted's gay partner Gregory (an early James Remar!) the wrong way! The investigation commences, but things aren’t that simple for Burns, as he sees himself getting sucked into the dark underbelly of this deviant segment of the gay world, replete with seedy hangouts where sweaty, sloshed gay men indulge in kinkiest of sexual activities whilst being dressed in leather and jockstraps! Burns is clearly uncomfortable, as he attempts to fit in, trying to avoid suspicion on account of having to turn down advances!

Who is this killer? Why is he targeting gay men? Is he a crazed homophobic, who despises the gay folk and is ought to teach them a lesson by wiping out as many as he can? Several leads are followed, several suspects are tailed, but is Burns able to find his man?


Right from its inception, “Cruising” was mired in controversy. There was widespread protest from the gay community as they tried to disrupt the filming following claims that the film represented the homosexual world in a bad light. Friedkin had to add a disclaimer to the original release of the film stating that it is set in a small segment of that world which is not meant to be a representative of the whole. There were also claims that the film is “anti-gay”. Apart from showing almost all of the gay men as fetishist slobs, part of the police force is depicted as homophobic, in the way they unleash their brutality and humiliate gay suspects to force a confession out. While the degrading representation of gay people could be one of the reasons why the film was lambasted by critics on its original release, the film suffers from other technical problems too. First, there is a lot of focus on depicting too much of the sleazy side of gay nightclubs and very little time developing the characters at hand. Apparently 40 minutes of footage was taken out from the film to bring down the certification from  an X rating to an R rating and it is just as well! One very important character who is also a suspect is just suddenly introduced; a couple of scenes thrown in here and there are supposed to do the character building and there’s a possible motivation depicted in a fleeting, haphazard manner, so much so that it simply fails to register and comes across as a rather dabbler job. The police procedural aspect of the film isn't very appealing either. Moreover, although there are cops exhibiting gray shades, most aren’t developed well and are quite forgettable, unlike in Friedkin’s aforementioned other films in which all the characters including the supporting ones have a lasting effect.

Then there is the problematic casting of Al Pacino. Apart from giving him that horrendous curly-haired look, the major problem is the failure on Pacino’s part to bring any kind of androgynous quality to his character, which, Friedkin had a problem with as well. Even if he is a straight undercover cop pretending to be gay, he has to do a darned good job of pretending, otherwise what’s the point! That would’ve added a versatile touch to his acting which is sorely missing. Apparently Richard Gere was Friedkin’s first choice for the role because he thought Gere would’ve delivered that kind of attribute to the character. Pacino’s Burns, though, walks, talks and acts like a tough guy in most of the scenes, thus, clearly standing out from the rest of the crowd. At one point, he smokes like Michael Corleone and in another scene he assumes the swagger of Tony Montana! It is surprising, then, that the others don’t recognize him to be an outsider. Maybe the curly hair was there just so that he could ‘look’ different. If only he acted differently as well. So, indeed, Pacino does well …but in the end he doesn’t go much beyond his usual self! Only in a couple of scenes we see the angst…the troubled, worried look on his face conveying that he is clearly not enjoying his job, as he confesses to Captain Edelson (“…not that I am afraid…it’s just that .. things are happening to me..”) and to his girlfriend Nance (Karen Allen, who, by the way, doesn’t serve any purpose in the film except for being in bed with Pacino). There is only one scene that makes it remotely clear that Burns doesn’t “want” Nance anymore. We don’t really know that until she says it out loud.

What does work on some level is Burns’ reaction to her claim! He says something like “my job..it is affecting me”. He is not supposed to tell her what his undercover operation is. So whether it is making him question his sexual preferences or whether it is taking a toll on his health is unclear. In one love-making scene between the two, midway in the film, Burns appears either disturbed or disgusted. This is where the complex trait of his character starts creeping in. It serves as a solid device for a film of this sort. There are a lot of clever scenes where Burns comes across as a rather vague individual…you don’t really know what he stands for! The equivocal nature of Pacino’s character is then the best part of this film.

There are still more positives, of course….”Cruising” isn’t a ‘bad’ film anyhow! There is also a very unsettling atmosphere in the film. New York by night appears at its grittiest best, reminding of Scorsese’s classics “Taxi Driver” and “Mean Streets”. A fair amount of suspense is built up to the climax and the final fifteen minutes including the deliciously ambiguous twist make the film stand apart from conventional cop thrillers. It is good to see Joe Spinell (Willi Cicci of ‘The Godfather’) in the role of a crooked cop, sharing screen space with his The Godfather co-actor, Pacino (He shared a scene with De Niro in “Taxi Driver”!). Some scenes in the nightclub and the murder scenes are genuinely disturbing and well directed.

“Cruising” is a film that had a lot of potential owing to a solid premise. But it only succeeds partially. If only it wasn’t such a half-hearted effort on the part of Friedkin, he would’ve had another fine Cop thriller feather in his cap to stand tall with his best films of the genre. Alas…


Score: 7/10.