Jaw-dropping story-telling on a vast cinematic scale
I went to see this last night. Cabot Circus Director’s Lounge. Big seats. No mush heads with their mobile phones or bags of plastic wrapped carbohydrates and sugar making noise, noise, noise. A packed theatre with plenty space and silence. This is a movie that needs silence.
Do not read any spoilers before you go to see it.
The movie shifts gears like an old-fashioned combustion engine; gritty, crunching, delivering an impact to your guts – something you feel more than just hear. The story arc combines interlocking surprises on a narrative beam that extends far beyond the horizon of what you are expecting. Like a noisy, throttle-screaming bike, it launches off in one direction and then zig-zags through calamity to plunge for a while through the silence of a forest – memories – time – growth – evolution of flesh and blood into muscle and the angry curiosity of any youth that might ask: “who am I really?”
I really wish I could tell you what I’m referring to. I’d love to talk about it in detail. But I don’t want to spoil this for you. Go and see it. Expect not to see a conventional film. Expect something with eerie, unsettling tones of David Lynch (particularly Lost Highway 1997); expect to be uncertain about the nature, motives and goodness (or otherwise) of any of the incidental characters you meet. Expect to feel a sentimental stir and a sense of the story reaching completeness where it needs to, and enjoy where it steps towards at the very end. The main characters are profoundly rich in-depth and human emotion; the acting by Ryan Gosling is sublime, packed with the exotic mix of sleaze, charm and innocence – with a hidden promise of excitement – that he delivered so well in Drive (2011). Gosling as Luke and Bradley Cooper as Avery does the writing full service, with the same being said for Eva Mendes and Ray Liotta in much smaller but hugely significant roles. Emory Cohen has something of a young Val Kilmer about him and Craig Van Hook has the tragic rage of Willem Dafoe. What this movie really succeeds at, is creating a sense of somebody that then lingers on, like a remnant of personality and flair and temperament. It is that lingering impression, the thing that remains, that is so vital to the telling of this story. And the writers Ben Coccio , Darius Marder have done exceptionally well at achieving that, along with writer / director Derek Cianfrance.
The Place Beyond the Pines Official Trailer #1 (2012) – Ryan Gosling Movie HD
Official movie poster for The Place Beyond the Pines (2012)
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