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Saturday, 9 November 2019

Shudder Saturday: Small Town Killers (2017)

A Danish crime comedy that feels very much like a minor Coen brothers movie from early on in their filmography, this is a tale of unhappy spouses hiring killers to deal with their problems, soon realising that the initial idea was only good in theory, and love still remains.

Nicolas Bro and Ulrich Thomsen play Ib and Edward, respectively. Ib is married to Gritt (Mia Lyhne). Edward is married to Ingrid (Lene Maria Christensen). When the men are not being hassled by the local law enforcement (Heinz, played by Søren Malling), they are being given grief by their unhappy wives. And so, after a session of heavy drinking, Edward staggers to a computer and orders an assassin. The Russian (Marcin Dorocinski) arrives, the men wonder if they'll be able to call off the whole thing, and events spiral from there, especially when the women hear of the scheme and hire their own killer, an eccentric elderly English lady named Miss Nippleworthy (Gwen Taylor).

Written and directed by Ole Bornedal (who gave us the excellent Nightwatch about 25 years ago), Small Town Killers is an amusing black comedy that plays around with ideas familiar to anyone who has seen almost any other film in this vein. It's not trying to be groundbreaking or revelatory. It's just trying to be entertaining, which it manages. It's just a shame that Bornedal couldn't find a way to step things up slightly. He has a great cast, yet they often feel as if they're not being used to their full potential.

Bro and Thomsen are endearing losers, with Thomsen doing a particular good number of hangdog expressions of exasperation. Lyhne and Christensen help to keep their characters from being shrill caricatures, instead portraying a pair of women understandably unhappy with husbands who seem to have stopped appreciating them, or making much of an effort, a long time ago. Both Dorocinski and Taylor are very good in their very different performances, with the former being almost permanently drunk, or at least slightly dazed, and the latter being cool and evil under a cunning disguise of old age and politeness.

Amusing, as I already said, but never hilarious. Dark, but never as dark as it could be. Small Town Killers keeps itself very much in a safe middle ground, despite the nature of the content, and that's the biggest problem that it has. Bornedal should have ramped up either the comedy or the darkness. In fact, I suspect ramping up the latter would have automatically helped with the former. There are some onscreen deaths, of course, but this is a film that I suspect would have benefited from a higher bodycount and a sense of increasing mayhem and danger.

If you get the chance to see this without paying any extra for it (e.g. it is on Shudder at the moment) then give it a go. No individual part of it completely fails, and the pacing whisks you speedily enough from the start to the finish. It's just not one that you'll remember a few months later, until someone else mentions it and you give a nod and let them know it was okay.

6/10

You can buy the movie here.


Thursday, 4 July 2013

Monty Python's Life Of Brian (1979)





An irreverent, clever look at religion from the Monty Python team, this comedy classic tells the story of Brian (Graham Chapman), a young man who spends his life, due to numerous coincidences, being mistaken at particularly inconvenient moments for the messiah when he was, in fact, born in the stable next door. He gets himself involved with the People's Front of Judea (not to be confused with the Judean People's Front . . . . . . . . . . splitters!) and is soon wanted by the Romans for a number of crimes. Considering the fact that just uttering the line "that piece of halibut was good enough for Jehovah" is enough to get a man stoned to death, things don't look too good for Brian.

Directed by Terry Jones, the script features the usual contributions from the whole team (Jones, Chapman, John Cleese, Terry Gilliam, Eric Idle and Michael Palin) and the gang also take their usual selection of multiple roles. Taking one example, Michael Palin plays an ex-leper cured by Jesus and still trying to make a living from begging, a spectator insulted for his big nose, Pontius Pilate, a member of the People's Front of Judea named Francis and quite a few more memorable characters.

While the comedy is still scattershot in places, this is a more cohesive and focused film than many others from the Python troupe. Fans of Terry Gilliam's artwork may wish there was a bit more of it here, but there's a glorious title sequence and at least one other enjoyable skit later in the film that features some of his art. Everyone involved seems to agree that they were at their peak here, with Chapman in especially fine form, and the tightrope being walked, as they tried to make the best film possible with such controversial central subject matter, may have helped.

Despite what the thin-skinned, quick-to-take-offence, complainers will say, Monty Python's Life Of Brian isn't actually an offensive movie, unless you're offended by being made to laugh so hard. Jesus is mentioned, parallels are made, but the gang never actually mock the life of Christ directly. What they do is much better than that. They make jokes about the time, about the attitudes and about blindly following people who may be equally desperate for signs to show them the way forward. It's about silly names, the importance of correct grammar and the futility of people fighting against each other, despite having the same aim.

And it poses that vital question: "What have the Romans ever done for us?"

9/10

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Monty-Pythons-Life-Brian-Immaculate/dp/B000X4ZGL6/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1372929082&sr=8-2&keywords=life+of+brian