Dom Hemingway

When a film starts with a Shakespearian monologue of several minutes about the qualities of a sexual organ, you know you're in for something special. Hearing Jude Law going on about his penis ('It's a work of art, it should be in the Louvre, it's like a soldier, it can stand up all day') is definitely funny, and makes one admire his acting talent.

In this film, Jude Law is light-years removed from the fine and civilized English gentleman we know from so many of his films. With his Cockney accent, sideburns and streetwise stride, he plays an utterly despicable human being. Dom Hemingway is an egotistic, rude, violent, uncivilized and vulgar criminal. The film starts with his release from jail after twelve years of imprisonment, and shows him in a series of bizarre events, involving colourful characters and outrageous situations.

This could have been enough for a nice film. Hemingway's unsavoury character, and the very colourful way he speaks, are perfect basis ingredients for a hard boiled, no-holds-barred, crime-comedy. Unfortunately, the screenplay writer found it necessary to include a melodramatic side-story, probably intended to show that Hemingway does have a heart, after all. The subplot with his daughter and grandson are an unnecessary attempt to include an emotional dimension in the film. This film doesn't need that. It would have been far better if Hemingway wouldn't have gone soft-hearted over his grandson.

It's an unfortunate flaw for this film, which above all showcases Jude Law's acting talent. His acting is indeed wonderful: Hemingway is completely believable. Law succeeds in creating an outrageous character, without overdoing it. This is an enjoyable film, but nothing more.