Nothing like the “classic” Repo Man made in 1984 with Emilio Estevez. That was a fun, quirky and weird film to enjoy.
This film is great for late night cable. It has the quality of, if you are stuck somewhere, this is the film that will be shown to you. I think it’s too violent for the airlines, so that might be one small mercy.
Do I have to say what it’s about? Well, it has Jude Law – Mr. Pretty and Useless, although I think Mr. Receding Hairline is trying to make a foray into Macho Man, Tough Guy, Action Films. He’s not it. I’ll explain why later. His co-co-star is Forest Whitaker. Is he a good actor? He was terrific in The Last King of Scotland. He had that wily, indesciperhable, nut-job persona well hidden. The director was smart enough to keep him under wraps.
That didn’t happen here.
The funny thing about this film is that the casting is wrong on both accounts. Usually, it’s one actor that’s wrong for a film, but in this one, both guys don’t belong here.
For one thing, Jude Law is too pretty. He’s one of the handsomest men acting today, and he leaves me cold (and dry). I don’t know if it is his accent, looks or “acting” ability, but he’s perfect in a small number of limited roles. An action film is definitely not one of them. This guy, and he has a nice physique, is no Jason Statham, who does look like he will drop kick someone in a bar, and then go bang a woman with blood smeared all over him – right there in public. Oh wait, he did do that in a film. Jude Law has the face of a 12-14 year old boy in a man’s body. He has friends in all the right places, so we will continue to see him in films he has no business starring in.
Forest Whitaker is another man with friends in all the right places. He also gets cast in a number of films he has no business being in. He plays the loyal, psycho sidekick a bit too often. I think he should play in a modern day version of Quasimodo. He wont even need makeup. I have no beef with the fellow. It’s just that this director forgot to tell him to stick to the right dialect, vernacular, hood speech, and leave it at that.
In this film, it was hard to tell if Whitaker wanted to copy Law’s posh Brit accent, or head straight for the broken Brooklyn dialect. It didn’t work. I think he forgot who he was supposed to be. At times, he was Mr. Straight-Laced and at times, I think he was driving for a poor imitation of Al Pacino. But no one does overwrought, hysterical, ranting mad man better than Al Pacino. (See Scent of a Woman.)
Did I mention that these two had no charisma? No onscreen chemistry? I thought it was rather cruel, and downright mean to cast someone as handsome as Jude Law with Forest Whitaker. It increased the contrasts, and it wasn’t a contrast that gave any insight into the film’s plot, or their characters.
Oh yeah, the plot.
In this world, people pay exorbitant rates for organs. So high in fact they get repossessed by these repo men, who can knock out the customer, and remove the organ(s) on the spot. I would like to think that sort of stuff is not feasible, but considering that Health Care Reform Bill that passed, nothing is off the table.
I mean, you will be sent to jail for not buying health insurance, and since they can still pull the (financial) plug on you, despite the bullshit the media tells you, fiction is slightly ahead of reality.
Was it worth the money? Perhaps a bit more semi-naked Jude, and a lot less Forest would have made it slightly more agreeable, but overall. Nope.
The soundtrack was good though.