Hot
Fuzz was one of my favorite comedies from last year, so when I first
heard about In Bruges and discovered it was about hit men who are
forced to hide out in a sleepy town, I expected an edgier retread of
Hot Fuzz. But what I discovered when I finally caught up with the film
(not released in Panama City theaters) was a film bearing more
similarities to my favorite film from last year, Lars and the Real
Girl, than the mixed genre buddy cop movie I quote so often. Let me
explain.
I
expected Lars and the Real Girl to be an extended SNL sketch on the
idea of a guy who dates a sex doll-some hearty laughs, gross-out
moments, and a largely superficial plot. Instead, writer Nancy Oliver
focused on the characters, and gave us a film that is not only a
challenge to build better communities, but a parable about the male
race’s chronic obsession with immature understandings of women. In
Bruges, meanwhile, could have been just another Pineapple Express or
Hot Fuzz, but writer/director Martin McDonagh had other plans-crafting
a character oriented, yet relentlessly plotted, story that is so rich
with meaning and emotional depth that it begins to cross into Les
Miserables territory.
Many
reviewers have recommended this movie for its laughs, but, for me, the
comedy did not always quite connect. It was funny, but usually I found
myself only chuckling, and, forgive me, but since a good portion of the
comedy comes in the form of overused jokes at the expense of a little
person, it seems like the writer is sometimes trying a bit too hard to
get a laugh. It is a nitpicky qualm, really, and aside from a few
poorly-keyed green-screened shots, I have no other complaints.
The
performances are spot-on. Colin Farrell and Brendan Gleeson make their
roles as hit men look believable, and yet still retain an approachable
and likeable air. The supporting characters all fit in just right, from
Ralph Fiennes as a hot-tempered Harry Waters to Thekla Reuten as the
headstrong manager of the inn. The cinematography is top-notch as well.
One pivotal phone call in which Gleeson’s Ken carries on a long
conversation with Harry that alters the course of the movie, is almost
completely covered in one virtuosic take that builds tension without
drawing attention to itself.
But
what makes In Bruges shine is its story. The film’s tagline is “Shoot
first, Sightsee Later,” but this is a gross misrepresentation of the
film. Very little shooting happens in the movie, but each action
sequence is earned, and the writer finds a way to continually subvert
our expectations within these scenes while still managing to give us
something more satisfying than your typical shootout. And beyond the
action sequences, lies a gripping morality tale, complete with a
fully-fleshed out redemption story. Themes of sacrifice, atonement,
honor and integrity may seem strange bedfellows for a film about hit
men, but the wonder of this film is that not one of these themes feels
false or tacked-on.
So
I go on the record joining the chorus of voices extolling this film. We
still have a few of the most promising good-movie months in the year,
but I can say without hesitation that In Bruges is my favorite film of
the year thus far.
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