George V. Higgins wrote some superb hard-boiled crime fiction novels and two of his very best are "The Friends of Eddie Coyle" and "Cogan's Trade." Both written in the seventies and focusing on nefarious activities in the Boston underworld, the former was made into a suitably downbeat movie in 1974, featuring Robert Mitchum in one of his career best performances. Now "Cogan's Trade" is updated to the year of Obama's election and put on screen by director Andrew Dominik as KILLING THEM SOFTLY.I can't claim to be a big fan of Brad Pitt but you'd <more> have to be in complete denial to fail to acknowledge that he takes on some seriously unglamourous roles and projects clearly chosen to advance his status as an actor rather than a Hollywood star. This is more evidence. Here his plays Jackie Cogan, a razor sharp and clued-in hit-man contracted by the Boston mob to rub out the perpetrators of a poker-game heist. Cogan is a replacement for Dillon a character who also featured in THE FRIENDS OF EDDIE COYLE who has been hospitalised. Instantly he figures out who's responsible for what and what has to be done. Then things get tricky.First, the unseen mob executive board don't want him to whack Markie Ray Liotta the host of the illegal poker game. Rather, they want him roughed up because people like him. Markie has a history – he knocked off his own poker game once in the past. Although this time he's innocent, Cogan knows that he has to be killed, reasoning that it is weak to do otherwise and will send the wrong message. Next up, the "mastermind" of the heist, Johnny Amato Vincent Curatola knows Cogan, so Cogan reasons an out-of-towner needs to be brought in to carry out the hit. Unfortunately, the out-of-towner in question, Mickey James Gandolfini is now a hopeless, burned-out alcoholic with an unfaithful wife and a penchant for hookers. He's less than useless. Meanwhile, the two incredibly dumb lowlife sleaze-balls who carried out the heist, Frankie and Russell Scott McNairy and Ben Mendelsohn , are phenomenally careless and loose-mouthed about the robbery with Russell addicted to heroin and embroiled in a plan to become a dealer and Frankie all jittery and nervously unstable.So it goes. Convincing characters, great dialogue, stylish filming Markie's death sequence is amazingly staged and shot and wonderful interplay from a solid-gold ensemble cast make this one of the best films of 2012. Credit to Pitt for his super-cool turn as a completely bad-ass enforcer calmly and confidently striding through a world of unravelling mayhem and incompetence where he is the only character with the force of will to exercise control and do what is required to set things right. For some, it might be seen as dialogue-heavy, rambling and at times incoherent, but that's probably the point. Life is often like that and things don't go according to plan, so it's credible and realistic in that sense. The pacing may also come across as a bit ramshackle and uneven, but it's a minor point.I, for one, was riveted, and it's pleasing to see a film stick relatively close to the spirit and content of the source material, finding ways to enhance it in transition from page to screen. The criminal world is represented as a sub-cultural society that is fractious and disorganised, beset by indecisiveness and uncertainty – presenting the concept of "organised crime" as something of a misnomer. If you want a movie that's hip and cool, that isn't bogged down by pretentiousness and glamorisation, something that crackles with quotable dialogue punctuated by episodes of stylishly rendered yet appalling violence, then this might be for you.The obvious star appeal of Brad Pitt was not enough to make this a box-office hit and I'm not overly surprised. There's no CGI, no pallid and winsome vampires or spandex-wearing superheroes, so that's the teenies out of the equation. You need to watch, listen and concentrate, drinking in the atmosphere and savouring the slow-burn. Farewell to the ADHD contingent. The action content is sparse with the tension content being high, so nothing much for the adrenaline junkies. No good guys, no heroes, some bad language and some cruelly explicit violence which will likely alienate the moralists. And we have a political counterpoint to the Obama feel good factor, driven home by Cogan's flint-hard cynicism about America in his closing speech – the film ends on the lines: "Don't make me laugh. I'm living in America, and in America you're on your own. America's not a country. It's just a business. Now *beep* pay me!" So how popular was it likely to be with the masses?No matter. It's popular with me. I like good cinema. And that's how it strikes <less> |