Friday, August 5, 2011
Written by Gary Young
Directed by Daniel Young
Starring Michael Caine, Emily Mortimer
a pensioner(old man) living in the estates (the ghettto) gets fed up with youth violence after his friend argus filch is brutally murdered after he gets fed up with youth violence. the difference is argus filch was never a super bad ass in WWII, and he's not michael caine.
The first 45 minutes of this felt like an easy ripoff of Death Wish, and while I'm happy to say that the fact that he couldn't buy automatic weapons through the mail was not the only differentiator, the disparity was no Grand Canyon. While I don't think there was much more in the way of character depth here--the motivations were almost exactly the same all around--there was definitely a sense of a larger scale: There was a hierarchy of criminality that the cathartic Charles Bronson pictures just didn't care to match; and the ending was better. But, really, that's about it. I mean, he's still a vigilante, he still goes around killing bad guys on his own while the police try to figure out if he's the one to reign in, and it seems to me that whatever you felt about Death Wish would apply almost exactly the same way here.
The technical was markedly better, though. There were some really nice shots which matched the emotions of the story very nicely; and they obviously had more money. The soundtrack also fit well.
Alright, I don't have too much more to say. Part of that is because I have to go to fucking work now, and part of that is because in the intervening week my opinion of this has degraded somewhat. Read the other review instead; you'll probably like it better.
i liked this one a lot. it's very gran torino/death wish except i think it might be more raw and hardcore than both. i like michael caine. he can do a good one. i don't have too much to say about this one. that must mean i liked it. violence. revenge. blood spurting. what's not to like? i don't want to give the impression that it was all blood spraying action though. there was character in there too. you get to watch harry brown unfold, or should i say revert to a man of action. there is no joy in what he does. the panic he shows after his first kill quickly disappears and he becomes more calculating in his ventures. all the while avoiding suspicion by all but one detective because of his age. good, good, good. me likied.
p.s. emily mortimer is no slouch either. it's interesting to see the juxtaposition of their two stories.