Movie Reviews: The Killer Inside Me, She's Out of My League, 184.108.40.206., Death at a Funeral
THE KILLER INSIDE ME * * *
Cert 18, 109 mins
British director Michael Winterbottom proves once again that he’s Britain’s most productive and daring filmmaker of his generation, thanks to this interpretation of Jim Thompson’s novel.
After impressing so much in Gone Baby Gone, it’s now Casey Affleck’s turn to play serial killer Lou Ford.
He’s a small-minded cop who’s never strayed from the Texan town where dark secrets hidden for years are about to manifest themselves as evil personified.
There are two women in Ford’s life – prostitute Jessica Alba and potential wife Kate Hudson.
A mature cast of fine character actors including Ned Beatty, Elias Koteas and Bill Pullman adds considerable weight to proceedings.
Some of the accents, though, especially Ford’s, can be hard to follow.
The rapidly-concluding denouement with unconvincing effects delivers a surprisingly hollow ending. If the climax undermines the sociological purpose of the journey into the dark side of the loon, you’ll never forget Lou Ford’s personal descent into hell. GY
SHE’S OUT OF MY LEAGUE * * * *
Cert 15, 104 mins
Alice Eve, daughter of Sutton Coldfield’s Trevor Eve and Sharon Maughan – who briefly appear here as her screen parents – is making quite a name for herself in Hollywood.
Fresh from appearing as a nubile nanny in Sex and the City 2, she’s now the leading lady in a funny and charming romcom.
She’s event planner Molly, a clear ‘10’ in the attractiveness stakes. So airport security officer Kirk (Jay Baruchel) can’t believe his luck when she chats him up.
As his friends tell him, he’s a five at best – he’s funny and likeable but not stunningly handsome – and the rules say you can’t jump more than two points.
Their relationship develops in predictable but amusing fashion, with some sexual disasters and help/hindrance from his friends along the way. RL
220.127.116.11. * *
Cert 15, 116mins
Noel Clarke moves on from the grittiness of Kidulthood and Adulthood to a more mainstream, but less convincing, movie. The title refers to four girls, three days, two cities and one chance.
We follow four college friends, including Emma Roberts and Tamsin Egerton, as they live three eventful days, seeing the action from each of their perspectives.
The story moves briefly to New York and Michelle Ryan pops up as a diamond thief. The dialogue’s clunky and the ludicrous plot is full of holes. It’s a great relief when real talent like Ben Miller appear – but he’s only in it for a couple of minutes.
Messy and disappointing. RL
DEATH AT A FUNERAL *
Cert 15, 92 mins
Director Neil LaBute, who has struggled to do anything of note for years, is now entering the very dangerous territory of foolish remakes. Again.
Not content with having blown Nicolas Cage’s brains in a reworking of The Wicker Man, he’s picked up this very British 2007 farce and murdered it.
In this more laboured, less subtle version, there’s now a mostly black cast led by Martin Lawrence, Chris Rock and Danny Glover.
Much of the plot remains the same, with a family gathering to pay their last respects, only for the wrong body to arrive.
James Marsden probably thought he could do no wrong after Hairspray and Enchanted. But he’s unconvincing as the plot’s inadvertent drug-taker who hallucinates his way through the movie.Ain’t he the lucky one! GY