grahamhgreen-1
Iscritto in data mag 2006
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We saw a preview screening of Dead Man's Wire through Film Independent, followed by a powerful discussion with director Gus Van Sant and producer Cassian Elwes.
Based on the 1977 Tony Kiritsis hostage case, Dead Man's Wire retells a shocking real event: a man pushed to desperation by a mortgage company wires a shotgun to his mortgage broker and takes him hostage. Van Sant's direction transforms what could have been a cliched and formulaic true-crime story into an unflinching exploration of class, despair, and human empathy.
Bill Skarsgård delivers a career-defining performance as Tony Kiritsis. He grounds the role in vulnerability and wounded pride rather than pure rage. Dacre Montgomery, as Richard Hall, the hostage and reluctant villain, balances fear with surprising tenderness. Al Pacino, as Hall's father, looms like a cold shadow whose presence makes the film's flashes of humanity shine even brighter.
Colman Domingo's portrayal of the radio host is magnetic, his voice functions as conscience and chorus. From the studio booth he narrates, questions, and humanizes what the nation watches. His on-air calm becomes the film's moral center.
Visually, the film is a study in contrast. Van Sant and cinematographer Christopher Blauvelt use incredibly crisp and detailed images that could only be generated with modern technology, such as a burning cigarette or the close-up of someone's facial emotions, contrasted with stills reminiscent of grainy 70's newspaper B&W photography and the scanlines from the eras early color video cameras. The juxtaposition creates a layered visual tapestry that collapses documentary immediacy and archival memory into a single, haunting rhythm.
Danny Elfman's score weaves with period tracks from Gil Scott-Heron and Yes to give the film its emotional scaffolding. Sound design is precise: the crackle of a live microphone, the hollow echo of an empty office, the ominous small clicks of the device that gives the film its title. These elements turn aural texture into visceral tension.
The film also gestures at a broader pattern of public anger and institutional failure that come from the headlines of today. An examination of the moral complexity that helps the movie avoid cheap sensationalism. Instead it asks a sharper question: what happens when people are failed by legal, financial, and other systems?
Dead Man's Wire is timely. Foreclosures and financial desperation, corporate coldness and lack of compassion are not relics of the 1970s. Van Sant's film insists on empathy as an active response. It does not excuse violence. It insists on understanding the humananity behind it.
Beautifully acted, technically exacting, and emotionally resonant. A haunting meditation on dignity, rage, and the fragile threads that bind us. Highly recommended.
Based on the 1977 Tony Kiritsis hostage case, Dead Man's Wire retells a shocking real event: a man pushed to desperation by a mortgage company wires a shotgun to his mortgage broker and takes him hostage. Van Sant's direction transforms what could have been a cliched and formulaic true-crime story into an unflinching exploration of class, despair, and human empathy.
Bill Skarsgård delivers a career-defining performance as Tony Kiritsis. He grounds the role in vulnerability and wounded pride rather than pure rage. Dacre Montgomery, as Richard Hall, the hostage and reluctant villain, balances fear with surprising tenderness. Al Pacino, as Hall's father, looms like a cold shadow whose presence makes the film's flashes of humanity shine even brighter.
Colman Domingo's portrayal of the radio host is magnetic, his voice functions as conscience and chorus. From the studio booth he narrates, questions, and humanizes what the nation watches. His on-air calm becomes the film's moral center.
Visually, the film is a study in contrast. Van Sant and cinematographer Christopher Blauvelt use incredibly crisp and detailed images that could only be generated with modern technology, such as a burning cigarette or the close-up of someone's facial emotions, contrasted with stills reminiscent of grainy 70's newspaper B&W photography and the scanlines from the eras early color video cameras. The juxtaposition creates a layered visual tapestry that collapses documentary immediacy and archival memory into a single, haunting rhythm.
Danny Elfman's score weaves with period tracks from Gil Scott-Heron and Yes to give the film its emotional scaffolding. Sound design is precise: the crackle of a live microphone, the hollow echo of an empty office, the ominous small clicks of the device that gives the film its title. These elements turn aural texture into visceral tension.
The film also gestures at a broader pattern of public anger and institutional failure that come from the headlines of today. An examination of the moral complexity that helps the movie avoid cheap sensationalism. Instead it asks a sharper question: what happens when people are failed by legal, financial, and other systems?
Dead Man's Wire is timely. Foreclosures and financial desperation, corporate coldness and lack of compassion are not relics of the 1970s. Van Sant's film insists on empathy as an active response. It does not excuse violence. It insists on understanding the humananity behind it.
Beautifully acted, technically exacting, and emotionally resonant. A haunting meditation on dignity, rage, and the fragile threads that bind us. Highly recommended.
I don't care if it was necessary (which it wasn't NEVER is - see The Torturer movie), she gets a huge, disturbing FAIL for putting this out into our already overly violent culture.
I mean, why would anyone what to promote torture? What kind of sickness has gripped Bigelow and the torture porn industry? Not only that, but it's really poorly done. The camera work is shoddy. The lighting is gawd-awful, and the audio is poor.
The acting too is as unbelievable as the actions of the actors!
I can not believe this thing got green lighted.
PLEASE VOTE AGAINST TORTURE IF YOU VOTING FOR FILMS THIS YEAR!!!!
I mean, why would anyone what to promote torture? What kind of sickness has gripped Bigelow and the torture porn industry? Not only that, but it's really poorly done. The camera work is shoddy. The lighting is gawd-awful, and the audio is poor.
The acting too is as unbelievable as the actions of the actors!
I can not believe this thing got green lighted.
PLEASE VOTE AGAINST TORTURE IF YOU VOTING FOR FILMS THIS YEAR!!!!