Showing posts with label Toby Huss. Show all posts
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Friday, January 19, 2024

Fast Charlie: A briskly paced crime saga

Fast Charlie (2023) • View trailer
3.5 stars (out of five). Rated 18+, for strong bloody violence, gore and frequent profanity
Available via: Amazon Prime and other video-on-demand options

Phillip Noyce’s résumé as a thriller director runs hot and cold; for every Quiet American and The Bone Collector, he has bottomed out with swill such as Sliver and The Desperate Hour

 

Marcie (Morena Baccarin) is completely surprised by an unexpected double-cross,
although Charlie (Pierce Brosnan) had his suspicions. But what will they do about it?


Fast Charlie falls somewhere in between, with Pierce Brosnan’s laconic charm giving Richard Wenk’s bare-bones script more juice than it deserves. The film is adapted loosely from Victor Gischler’s 2001 crime novel, Gun Monkeys, retaining the core plot beats while abandoning the dark humor that finds the author sharing territory with Elmore Leonard and Carl Hiaasen.

Wenk — undoubtedly with input from Brosnan — also has softened the title character. He’s still a ruthless killer, but solely in the service of restoring honor; most notably, the film’s Charlie Swift doesn’t take out cops.

 

The story settles into well-worn territory, with Charlie a career “concierge” — please, don’t call him an “enforcer” — for elderly crime boss Stan Mullen (James Caan, genuinely touching in his final film role). Stan has long controlled Mob operations in Biloxi, Miss., with a well-honed crew that oversees various profitable enterprises. But his memory has been failing with age; Charlie spends every possible moment helping the man he has called a friend for decades.

 

Stan and his crew are family.

 

But the times, they are a-changing. Beggar Johnson (Gbebga Akinnagbe), an ambitious up-and-comer not inclined to patience with The Way Things Have Been Done, has his eye on Stan’s territory.

 

Charlie — an accomplished chef on the side, who loves Italian food — has been contemplating retirement. Under ideal circumstances, he’ll succumb to his long-nurtured dream of buying and restoring an Italian villa. (This is a real thing: One can purchase a property for just 1 euro, with the understanding that it’ll be properly renovated within a specific deadline.)

 

But — wouldn’t you know it — circumstances swiftly cease to be ideal, and Charlie suddenly is faced with scores to settle: the ol’ “one last time” scenario.

 

Friday, September 17, 2021

Copshop: Plenty of sass and shooting

Copshop (2021) • View trailer
Three stars (out of five). Rated R, for strong bloody violence and relentless profanity
Available via: Movie theaters

If this were a book, it’d be a lurid 1940s pulp thriller.

 

Actually, it’s still a lurid pulp thriller, albeit with 21st century levels of violence and an unrelenting barrage of gratuitous F-bombs. Sacramento-schooled writer/director Joe Carnahan has never been one for subtlety, having begun his career with gun- and testosterone-laden crime thrillers such as Blood, Guts, Bullets and OctaneNarc and Smokin’ Aces.

 

Small-town rookie cop Valerie Young (Alexis Louder) doesn't know it yet, but she's
about to have a very, very bad night.


Copshop definitely belongs in their company.

Its genre placement aside, it’s also an ingenious example of claustrophobic, COVID-era filmmaking, as most of the action takes place within a single extensive interior setting. The premise — script by Carnahan, Kurt McLeod and Mark Williams — has vague echoes of 1976’s Assault on Precinct 13, which put John Carpenter on the map.

 

The execution sprays enough macho, attitude-laden testosterone to be bottled and sold retail.

 

Carnahan initially cross-cuts between two sets of events. The first is a routine — read: dull and boring — night shift at a small-town Nevada police station, where chatty rookie officer Valerie Young (Alexis Louder) stands out among her mostly white, disinterested and overweight colleagues. Elsewhere, the frantic Teddy Murretto (Frank Grillo) roars down the highway in a car laden with bullet holes, clearly trying to escape something not far behind him.

 

Valerie and her partner respond to a brawl that has disrupted a wedding; while separating the combatants, she’s sucker-punched — hard — by Murretto, who has just rushed to the scene. Naturally, he’s arrested, driven to the station and put in a cell … as he intended.

 

A few minutes later, another pair of officers drag in a disheveled, incoherent drunk who’s barely able to stand, let alone walk. He’s placed in the “drunk cell,” across the aisle from Murretto’s temporary cage.

 

Ah, but that’s no drunk. We’re not surprised, once they’re left alone, when he snaps to sharp-eyed awareness and faces Murretto with the feral anticipation of a lion about to devour a lamb. Meet professional assassin Bob Viddick (Gerard Butler), whose current contract is Murretto: a “fixer” for the Mob who got too greedy, and must be dealt with.

 

Viddick playfully taunts his prey, occasionally glancing at his watch, which is counting down the minutes to … what? Murretto, assuming himself safe in the cell, responds with superficial bravado.