|Posted by jesskroll on January 20, 2013 at 7:20 AM|
Seven Psychopaths, 2012
2 / 5
On page Seven Psychopaths seems loaded with interesting ideas. On screen its nothing but a pointlessly meta mess of grizzly violence and self-indulgence. The film’s focus spreads so thin among its many characters that not one develops. They’re hollow husks waiting for the slaughter. When the bodies fall, nobody cares. The story develops like the unwanted offspring of Adaptation and every quirky-talking crime movie made since the mid-90’s (perhaps the worst result of Tarantino’s influence, other than his movies). Saddest thing; there are flashes of brilliance in the film: genuinely clever exchanges, hilarious moments, Hollywood satire, surprising heart, a tremendous performance by Sam Rockwell and a cast stacked with talent. All of this is wasted, especially the cast (the script mentions its misuse of female characters, which just shows that McDonagh knew his characters were a waste of time). In fact, that’s what summarizes Seven Psychopaths best - Waste.
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