After
the critical mauling that greeted Swept Away, Ritchie retreated
back to gangsters. But this is slicker and moodier than
Lock Stock or Snatch. But while it starts intriguingly,
it unravels into incoherent confusion.
Just out of prison,
conman Jake Green (Statham) is renewing his antagonism with
crime boss Macha (Liotta). But after winning big, his life
is in jeopardy--both from an army of goons and a strange
blood disease. Rescued by two mysterious loan sharks (Benjamin
and Pastore), he begins a limbo-like existence just to survive.
Macha sends ace hitman Sorter (Strong) to clean up the mess.
But everyone must deal with serious internal demons, and
no one's sure who the enemy is.
So far, so good.
As the film develops its intriguingly introspective approach,
we begin to wonder what's real right along with the characters.
This is done in lush cinematic style; Ritchie gives it a
gorgeous sheen, edits with an askance wit, and allows the
cast to create clever characters. Liotta, especially, acts
his socks off, often wearing no socks at all, or much else
for that matter.
The first red
flags are the borrowed styles--Scorsese's operatic excess
and mafioso grit, Tarantino's chaotic violence and bits
of (pointless) anime, Fincher's hypnotic questioning of
reality. These are signature elements that are clichés
if you don't invent them. Then just when the plot really
needs to begin coming together, it actually starts diffusing
into varying points of view, confusing sequences, conflicted
monologues and extended existential angst.
There
are some terrific moments and hilariously deranged characters,
plus an interesting idea about people being squeezed until
they either burst or discover their real essence. But the
running gags ($12 bills?) begin to grate. The voiceovers
get increasingly murky and corny. The surreality becomes
tedious. The repeated rules of the perfect con get deeply
annoying. The over-serious tone becomes boring, pretentious
and finally so indulgent that we can barely stand another
minute of it. And yet it just keeps going. By the time we
reach the final bloodbath, we're yawning. And when it arrives
at its torturous, harsh ending, we just don't care.
Leaving
prison, Jake Green (Statham) has spent seven years in solitary
confinement, preparing himself for he is going to do on
the outside. Making more money than he could ever spend,
he has become a burden for every single casino owner. None
more so than Mr. Macha (Liotta), the reason why Mr Green
ended up in prison in the first place. As he comes after
Macha, he comes to the attention of Avi (Benjamin) and Zach
(Pastore) who make him an offer he can’t refuse.
After making a real impact in the world of cinema with ‘Lock
Stock and Two Smoking Barrels’ and ‘Snatch’,
he lost his way with ‘Swept Away’ but can a
return to the crime genre reinvigorate his career?
Unfortunately with ‘Revolver’, Ritchie could
be lost forever. This movie is filled with his trademark
visual flare and his skill with character development but
it is the story that is the major stalling point of the
movie. With three years to get over the commercial bomb
that was ‘Swept Away’, Ritchie’s decided
to return to the world that made his name, the criminal
underworld. Those of you expecting fun loving criminals,
doggy dealings and twists and turns a plenty will be severely
disappointed because the film is a complete mess.
While
he was away, he must have been watching Tarantino, David
Fincher and his good friend Mathew Vaughn’s ‘Layer
Cake’ as this is an amalgamation of all their styles
but no coherence. The movie is filled with references to
films of his directors but what he has made doesn’t
come close to anything that his influences have produced.
There is an unneeded animated sequence (Kill Bill), a main
character that narrates the story (Layer Cake) and grandiose
camera shots and beautifully shot locations (Everything
David Fincher has ever done) that try and come together
to make a movie but what we end up with is something that
just lacks any originality. This goes completely against
what he had established in ‘Lock, Stock…’
and ‘Snatch’, turning him from the head of the
new wave of British filmmakers, to the scraping at the bottom
of the barrel.
The
main problem with the movie is that it just doesn’t
make sense. The director himself says that you have to be
intelligent to understand it but you would have to be a
top member of Mensa even to have an inkling of want is going
on. As soon as the final third of the movie kicks in, the
film looses all sense of narrative and reasoning, as confusion
consumes the remainder of the story. The movie supposed
to be about playing a con and sizing up you enemy but when
no clear enemy emerges in the final reveal, the audience
it left deflated and dismayed by what they have witnessed.
There are no real answers here, making the film a complete
waste of time.
The
only things that make the film watchable are the good performances
from the cast and how visually stunning the film is. Jason
Statham is as good as ever, showing again that he is a diverse
actor who is just as strong with dialogue as he is with
action. Ray Liotta, who for some reason has far too much
mascara on, brings his strong presence to the film. There
are also good performances from versatile André Benjamin
and the gangster stalwart Vincent Pastore. The visuals of
the film also impress, with the whole movie beautifully
shot throughout but there are far too many nods to other
directors from the same vain.
‘Revolver’
is a complete mess. With a complete lack of any structure
and totally confusion taking over during the final third
of the film, the movie just manages to anger the audience
as no real conclusion is offered. Guy Ritchie really needs
to reassess his career if he is going to regain the label
as the one of the leading lights of the British film industry
because this film turns that light completely off.
Revolver Cast:
Jason Statham, Ray Liotta, André Benjamin,
Vincent Pastore,
Mark Strong, Terence Maynard, Andrew Howard, Francesca
Annis,
Anjela Lauren Smith, Elana Binysh, Tom Wu, Vincent
Riotta