Dir: Andrew Dominik
Stars: Brad Pitt, Ray Liotta, James Gandolfini
The latest film from Andrew Dominik (Chopper, The Assassination of Jesse James…) is quite a difficult one to pin down. Set against the backdrop of the 2008 US Presidential Election and the beginning of the global financial crisis, Killing Them Softly follows the interlocking activities of a few downbeat criminals - some young and stupid, others old and hardened - as they attempt to salvage a form of living beneath the radar, whilst the government is focussed on bailing out the corporate world slowly falling around them.
The film was interesting in that following the story was not entirely necessary to enjoying the action. The gorgeous cinematography and stellar performances meant the real beauty of the picture lay in its nuances. The look of distain in the eyes of a weather-beaten criminal, the way in which light plays off the window of a diner, or the imaginative visual dissection of an act of killing can all lead you to being distracted from what is actually being said by the characters on screen; and instead lead you to becoming lost in the picture’s subtle beauty along the way.
That is not to say that acting is forgettable. Whilst there is no real central character in Killing Them Softly, there is instead an ensemble of actors who have plied their trade portraying members of society’s darker echelons. There is also a very, very deep pit of dark humour to be found in a script that exudes an air of tired masculinity - lines like “You’re telling me to stop drinking? I was drinking before you came out of your fathers cock!” punctuate the exchanges between tired criminals attempting to control their own private economy as the greed and recklessness of a few have sent it spiralling into chaos.
Killing Them Softly is a crime drama with inspired pockets of aestheticised violence, yet it doesn’t have the broad, overlapping themes of Lawless or the punchy neo-noir feel of Drive. Instead, it is a slow, macabre tale of grizzly masculinity struggling to maintain a grasp on power in the wake of double-crossing and distrust in dingy, smoke-filled rooms - and will therefore greatly engage those who enjoyed Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy. Jackie Cogan’s final ruminations on the selfish, aggressive and business-like nature of modern America, contrasted with Obama’s ideal of a truly United states, offers a perfect ending to brilliantly subtly and nihilistic film.
8 / 10