Review: A Most Violent Year
Oscar Isaac offers up yet another
rock-solid performance in this 2015 film from writer-director J.C. Chandor (“Margin
Call”, “All is Lost”). Gee, he’s a bloody good actor, isn’t he? In
fact, none of the performances are poor, even though I still find Jessica
Chastain far too fragile-looking to convince in tough/hardened roles. She just
looks brittle to me, yet she always gets these tough roles for some reason. It
has ugly cinematography by Bradford Young (“Selma”) that I didn’t take
to, and I don’t think Chandor’s script has enough clarity for my liking, but
it’s still a good film overall. It’ll remind you a bit of films of the 70s in
some ways (it could’ve starred a young Nicholson, Pacino, or De Niro), but it actually
takes place in the early 80s. Like the recent “God’s Pocket”, it just
feels like the kind of film American directors were coming out with in the 70s
like “Five Easy Pieces”, “Bloodbrothers”, “Serpico”, “Blue
Collar”, etc.
I liked the shades of grey to the
characters, where even the main character played by Isaac has some questions
hanging over him, morally and ethically. I liked all that, at least up to a certain
point (David Oyelowo’s character is especially…complex). I just wish that there
was more clarity to the situation. I’m not terribly well-versed with business
practices in the oil business in the early 80s New York, but I wasn’t sure why
the business was so fraught with danger. And whilst I liked that there was some
doubt as to just how dirty/clean Isaac’s character is (or at least those in his
employ), by the end of the film I was hoping to have had that cleared up for
me, and I never felt quite satisfied there. Isaac keeps insisting that he runs
a legit business, yet Oyelowo keeps hanging around, and even Isaac seems
somewhat suspicious that someone (probably his wife) knows more than they’re
telling him (and possibly because he has told them that he doesn’t want to
know. Like I said, it never was entirely clear to me. Or perhaps the corruption/illegality
stems from Chastain’s father, the previous owner of the business). Having said
that, it doesn’t prove fatal to one’s enjoyment of the film, actually. In fact,
the murky cinematography for me was the only real problem getting in the way at
times.
Whether I understood the ins and outs of
the situation or not, the film does convey a sense of danger and paranoia very
enjoyably. It’s interesting how even though it’s about something completely
different, the film actually reminded me of a problem gambler movie. Isaac’s
financial situation is so dire that it reminds one of a problem gambler who has
a short amount of time to get the cash together to pay the big mob-connected
casino he owes a shitload of money to. The beats are very similar, and you keep
waiting for Alec Baldwin or Robert De Niro to turn up with a baseball bat or
some brass knucks. This guy’s under a shitload of pressure, and although it’s
very possible he could lose some limbs or even his life like a problem gambler
in trouble with a mob-run casino, this guy could also get thrown in prison for
improper business practice as well.
Although I’d rank this as one of Jessica
Chastain’s least annoying performances to date, she still gets upstaged by
everyone else here, especially Isaac, and the very fine Albert Brooks (very
serious and grim-faced), the recently ubiquitous Alessandro Nivola, and even
veteran Jerry Adler. He is terrific, despite being made up to look a bit of a
ridiculous stereotype.
This horribly-lensed, but well-performed
film manages to be pretty enjoyable, even though you wish it were a little more
forthcoming with certain details and motives. Isaac is excellent, and there’s
top support from Nivola, Adler, and a very dour Albert Brooks in particular. A
little frustrating at times, but it’ll grip you by the end. Chandor is yet to
wow me as a director, and this isn’t his best, but he’s still 3-0 so far.
Rating: B-
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