This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Heat and Point Break vibes. The collateral and intergenerational damage of violence. Mature Jude Law is fantastic as the ramshackle, nose-bleeding FBI agent. As is Nicholas Holly as the icy leader.
MVP in my mind was Tye Sheridan as the local deputy. A character that could’ve easily been as throwaway and cliche as the rest of those supporting “marked for death” type roles. But the film is smart in the way it shows us the gradual and devastating influence of Husk’s character on his naïveté.
How do we keep the memory of someone we’ve lost alive? The complexity of a person can be boiled down to moments in time, snapshots in our mind like a Polaroid. We repeat them over and over, clinging to the fragments that remain, just as Sophie does here with her father’s Mini-DV footage. How can we know a person any better than who we were at the time we knew them? It’s a heartbreaking question that this film explores with…
Absurd, surreal and hilarious. Even as things take a darker, violent turn, the minimalist visual style paired with deadpan performances keeps it all delicate.
