“The Purge” is horror
with a nasty serving of satire that slashes at the Tea Party elites who think wealth
makes them holier than anyone below them, and yet angry at anyone who dares
have a bigger house or a nicer car. I dug it. Ethan Hawke plays a
self-satisfied hawker of home security devices in year 2022 of a post
right-wing-revolution “New” America. Money is God. Guns are the Holy Son. The
NRA might be running the show. One day each year, true “patriots” –- the haves -–
are allowed (encouraged) to rape and murder at will, with the bottom of
the economic chain the true target. But, Hawke’s quirky liberal teen son
(Max Burkholder) opens the family fortress to a hunted veteran and soon preppy
masked hunters come house crashing. (The sociopathic leader is unfailingly
polite and dressed in a blazer with a haircut that screams edgy Young
Republican. I knew assholes like him in college.) Writer/director James
DeMonaco might not have a great film, but it’s daring, even if the end has too
many pointers and Lena Headey’s wife remains flat. (I had hopes the “good” son
might turn a shocking path, but did not happen.) B
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