Friday, 28 September 2018

KILLING THEM SOFTLY ****

The great gangster films of the thirties were firmly set in the Depression at a time when, economically, the country had basically gone down the tubes and when, in the sixties, movies like "Bonnie and Clyde" and "Thieves like us" revived the genre they, too, acknowledged that criminals didn't always commit crime for power or profit but just to survive. Andrew Dominik's sublime "Killing them Softly" is set in the America of the economic melt-down that saw out the Bush years and saw in Obama's presidency and money, taking it, keeping it, getting it whatever way you can, is again at the heart of the picture, (and both Bush and Obama figure prominently throughout on any available television screen).

It begins when small-time hood Johhny Amato hires a couple of drugged-up, spaced-out and even smaller-time hoods Frankie and Russell to hold up a card-game run by Markie Trattman who had previously organized the robbery of another of his own games. But while they get away with the money things start going wrong for them very early. In no time hit-man Jackie Cogan is hunting them down and never mind the collateral damage.


Written and directed by Dominik, who also gave us that great elegiac western "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford", "Killing them Softly" may be the first great gangster film to come out of the current economic recession. It's based on the novel "Cogan's Trade" by George V Higgins, who also wrote "The Friends of Eddie Coyle" all those years ago, (this, too, was written some time ago and updated by Dominik), and talk, really good talk of the kind the movies used to give us a lifetime ago, is as vital to the film as the several spectacularly executed killings, one filmed in slow-motion showing the bullet leaving the gun before crashing, first through a car window and then through the victim's skull. And talk of this quality needs good talkers to carry it off and it gets them in the ensemble of Brad Pitt, James Gandolfino, Richard Jenkins, Ray Liotta, Vincent Curatola and two brilliant, relative new faces in Scoot McNairy and Ben Mendelsohn as the bubble-headed robbers. Indeed this may be the best thing Pitt has ever done and in a just world Gandolfino should be clearing space for his Best Supporting Actor Oscar. Come to think of it, this may be the best film I have seen so far this year; yes, it really is that good.

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