The successful
conspiracy flick rests on the audience unsure of who to trust or how deep the
conspirators –- be they Big Brother or Big Corp. -– lay buried. Endings are key.
From “Conversation” to “Most Wanted Man,” if I’m not shaken paranoid, then what’s
the point? There’s none in “Closed Circuit,” a meek flick about London spies putting
two attorneys (Eric Bana and Rebecca Hall) through hell as they represent the
Muslim suspect of a shop bombing. Upfront: The villains are ploddingly obvious,
with Jim Broadbent all ham as a John Mitchell type with an ugly beard, and another
Famous Name as a mentor who -– of course -– turns traitor. Zero suspense. And
that’s surprising as Stephen Knight (“Dirty Pretty Things”) wrote the
screenplay. I wanted a dark tale that left me breathless, but when our heroes
meet in secret at a football match, surrounded by cameras, I was laughing. More
so, the heroes are dumb. Who doesn’t question the sudden suicide of a pal
working on a top secret case? No one here has seen a movie. And
that’s the problem, the likely studio-mandated fix-it ender is so happy, it
feels like every movie we’ve seen. C-
Friday, November 28, 2014
Closed Circuit (2013)
Labels:
2013,
Closed Circuit,
drama,
Eric Bana,
Jim Broadbent,
London,
Rebecca Hall,
ridiculous,
security,
Stephen Knight,
terrorism,
thriller
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