Before the Devil Knows You're Dead (2007)
Country: US/GB
Technical: col 117m
Director: Sidney Lumet
Cast: Philip Seymour Hoffman, Ethan Hawke, Marisa Tomei, Albert Finney
Synopsis:
Two brothers with a shedload of debts and other troubles set about robbing their parents' jewellery store to make a quick, easy and victimless score, but their own weaknesses are their undoing.
Review:
Told in The Killing-style piecemeal form, dotting about the chronology and the dramatis personae, Lumet's late work shows no signs of his objective eye for the larcenous tendencies of the human species flagging. Exhaustive and painstaking, and offering choice roles to its cast, his drama is at the same time victim to the prolixity of much of his oeuvre, so that at the end one is left panting, impressed, but unsure as to whether one has quite seen something great or simply routine.
Country: US/GB
Technical: col 117m
Director: Sidney Lumet
Cast: Philip Seymour Hoffman, Ethan Hawke, Marisa Tomei, Albert Finney
Synopsis:
Two brothers with a shedload of debts and other troubles set about robbing their parents' jewellery store to make a quick, easy and victimless score, but their own weaknesses are their undoing.
Review:
Told in The Killing-style piecemeal form, dotting about the chronology and the dramatis personae, Lumet's late work shows no signs of his objective eye for the larcenous tendencies of the human species flagging. Exhaustive and painstaking, and offering choice roles to its cast, his drama is at the same time victim to the prolixity of much of his oeuvre, so that at the end one is left panting, impressed, but unsure as to whether one has quite seen something great or simply routine.
Country: US/GB
Technical: col 117m
Director: Sidney Lumet
Cast: Philip Seymour Hoffman, Ethan Hawke, Marisa Tomei, Albert Finney
Synopsis:
Two brothers with a shedload of debts and other troubles set about robbing their parents' jewellery store to make a quick, easy and victimless score, but their own weaknesses are their undoing.
Review:
Told in The Killing-style piecemeal form, dotting about the chronology and the dramatis personae, Lumet's late work shows no signs of his objective eye for the larcenous tendencies of the human species flagging. Exhaustive and painstaking, and offering choice roles to its cast, his drama is at the same time victim to the prolixity of much of his oeuvre, so that at the end one is left panting, impressed, but unsure as to whether one has quite seen something great or simply routine.