☆ ☆ ☆ ½
Motherless Brooklyn (2019) – E. Norton
The structure of the old political film noir
(corrupt officials are behind everything) is plain to see in the bones of
Edward Norton’s second directorial effort.
However, Norton loses the bite of the best noir by slowing the pace and
labouring over every moment. Sure, the
1950s period details are perfect and the various players are well chosen – but
everyone, particularly Norton, is given far too much screen time to try to
dazzle us. A crisper film that tightened
some of the more extended scenes (Lionel’s night in the jazz club) and moved
more efficiently from clue to clue would have been better. Of course, the aim here may have been to
replicate the woozy success of Chinatown, where the hero is lost in the
labyrinth, unable to piece together the facts until it is too late. Norton’s detective protagonist (Motherless
Brooklyn/Lionel Essrog/Freakshow) is designed with built in “flaws” in that he
has Tourette’s Syndrome (the film was apparently approved by a society of
people with this disorder) – which makes his investigation all the more
difficult (or maybe not; it feels mostly like a showcase for Norton to
demonstrate his acting prowess not unlike other roles he has taken).
Bruce Willis is used for good effect in a small part, Willem Dafoe
overdoes it a bit, and Alec Baldwin seems rather too subdued (a missed
opportunity). But, for fans of the genre, this may still hit the spot, even if
the ultimate feeling is one of disappointment.
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