Richard Linklater | Bouquets & Brickbats

30/05/24

Cineworld, Edinburgh

Here’s that increasingly rare creature, a Netflix original movie that’s actually been given a theatrical release before being dumped onto streaming. Hit Man is a curious creation, loosely based on the career of the recently deceased Gary Johnson, a University lecturer from New Orleans who also had a sideline working for the local police department as a fake contract killer. As you do. Wearing a wire, he would meet with potential ’employers’, accept their money and coax them into confessing their desire to pay him to murder somebody… on tape.

It’s best not to dig too deeply on that score. Suffice to say that this is a witty, amoral confection which travels to some unexpected places, mostly because it doesn’t bother sticking too closely to the truth.

Johnson (Glen Powell) finds himself taking over the fake hit man role from his police colleague, Jasper (a wonderfully seedy performance by Austin Amelio), and, though initially reluctant to do so, Johnson quickly discovers that his background in philosophy has equipped him to be really good at the different roles he has to take on, each one tailored to appeal to his latest client. It all goes swimmingly until he encounters Maddy Masters (Adria Arjona), who wants to call down a hit on her husband, Ray (Evan Holtzman), who appears to be a thoroughly nasty piece of work.

Sensing that she’s headed for trouble – and at the same time, powerfully attracted to her – Johnson talks her out of going through with the hit and ends up having a wild affair with her, allowing her to continue in the belief that he is actually ‘Ron’, a professional contract killer.

Powell, who has been hotly tipped to become a major star ever since his supporting role in Top Gun: Maverick, is undeniably watchable here, inhabiting a whole range of different personas with considerable aplomb. As if that wasn’t enough, he also co-wrote the screenplay with veteran director Richard Linklater. Arjona, too, seems destined for bigger things, managing to make us care about a character we’d probably be best advised to steer clear of if we met her in real life.

As Hit Man twists and turns through a series of increasingly problematic situations, I find myself both entertained and puzzled. The script takes great pains to assure me that hit men are a fictional invention (Linklater even includes a sequence showing some memorable ‘hits’ from famous films across the decades). But if this is true, should we really be prosecuting people who attempt to hire them? Isn’t that entrapment? Or does an attempt to hire a killer automatically make the hirer guilty?

One other thought. Where do hit men advertise their services? The Times? Exchange and Mart?

Whatever the case, this film is funny, intelligent and well worth catching on the big screen, providing you can find a cinema near you that’s showing it. If you’re happy to stream it, you won’t have long to wait.

4.2 stars

Philip Caveney

11/7/14

Richard Linklater is what used to be known, in the classic days of Hollywood, as a maverick director. Which pretty much means that you never know what to expect from him next. From his assured debut with Dazed and Confused, through School of Rock and the various animated experiments he’s done, he’s kept his viewing public well and truly unbalanced. But who could have anticipated Boyhood?

The USP of this movie is that Linklater filmed his scenes over a twelve year period, using the same cast. The boy of the title is Mason (Ellar Coltrane). When we first meet him he’s a six year old, desperately trying to come to terms with the breakup of his parent’s marriage. Mom, is Patricia Arquette, an independent woman who longs for a career but is hampered by her unerring ability to choose the wrong man every time. Dad is Ethan Hawke, wild, feckless but incredibly likeable. And Mason’s sister is Samantha (Lorelei Linklater, the director’s own daughter). Storywise, what we get is a series of episodic vignettes that follows Mason and his extended family across the years, seeing everyone literally age 12 years in the process. The result is as delicious and it is extraordinarily magical. How many times have we seen three different kids brought in to represent one character? And how often have we seen actors buried under layers of latex to indicate the passing years.

Boyhood is a triumphant film, one that elicits genuine emotions, following as it does the (quite literal) rites of passage as a boy passes from childhood into manhood. And what a superbly eclectic soundtrack! After a recent drought in the cinema, this comes as a much needed drink of cool, refreshing water. Absolutely unmissable.

5 stars

Philip Caveney