***SPOILERS*** ***SPOILERS*** First let me say John Travolta is excellent in this film, as is Vince Vaughn and the boy, James Lashley. Steve Buscemi's understated, realistic acting is also noteworthy, but his role is sadly skimpy.
Some of the dialogue is sharp, but that's where the writing in this story has its only worth. The plot has so many ridiculous contrivances, mostly by using characters that are sleepwalking morons, that the "Oh, come on already" frustrations clouded my enjoyment of the fine performances.
The worst of the sleepwalkers is Travolta's ex-wife. Has she no intuition? She certainly has no character development. She is just the "ex-wife," the "new wife," and the "clueless mother." She is permitted little intelligence (until the last moment of course) and no charm. A vapid screen mannequin who, when her string is pulled, utters little domestic-psychology lines about her ex not liking the new husband because the ex "feel[s] threatened." And if she is so in tune with Psych 101 terms, why doesn't she at least send her son to a counselor after he accuses his stepfather, in convincing detail, of being a ruthless murderer?
About as incredibly hollow is the police detective. He is not permitted to have any intelligence at all, because if he had considered the boy's story even for a moment he would have done some detective work and spoiled all the opportunities for melodrama. Just think: the police go to the brick factory within a few hours of the murder and body disposal. Don't they think it's just a little interesting that the kiln is still warm in the middle of the night? With an odd-sized pile of ashes? Don't they think it's a bit unusual that the boy could have consistently related and retold so many details about the movements of Vince Vaughn, and the operation of the kiln? Weren't these details enough to at least ask Vaughn for a story about where he was that night? And the boy did get a look at Buscemi's unusual face. Even if the boy didn't get a name, wouldn't the description of Buscemi make Travolta realize it was the uninvited wedding guest, and immediately start asking--in front of the detectives--all kinds of questions about Buscemi's whereabouts? So the kid had a reputation for truancy.but his story rings true enough, with what Travolta could have added about Buscemi, for any detective to be put on alert and at least ask Vaughn a FEW questions. This is a typical "Oh, come on already" idiot-plot contrivance found in film after film.
As is the perfect stabbing with the ice-pick. What a skillful bloodless thrust--through the back and directly into the heart so that the victim can't even utter a scream or thrash around in pain. Remember all those movies from before the 1960's where getting shot or stabbed results in a peaceful, painless, death that looks like a pleasant attack of narcolepsy? Hollywood deaths can be so realistic. What happened here? Of course if the victim did squirm around after getting stabbed in the back, at least one drop of blood would have gotten on the upholstery, and again, no chance for further melodrama. And if the death hadn't silenced the victim so suddenly, he would have completed his sentence about who was in the backseat. "Oh, come on already."
Another sleepwalker is Travolta's incredibly unpleasant, eye-rolling, waste of a new girlfriend. Not only is she allowed no intelligence, but no class or empathy. He sure finds hollow women in this film! Thank goodness the new girlfriend abandons him early so she is literally out of the picture. Her brief function, apparently, was to underscore Travolta's resolve to "go it alone" and fight for his son's safety, or perhaps to show that only fathers truly understand there sons.
Another major contrivance, again used just to set up the melodramatic final showdown between Vaughn and Travolta, is seen when the son brains Vaughn with a baseball bat. Here he thinks Vaughn just burned his father to death, knows Vaughn will quickly try to kill him and his mother, but doesn't, enraged as he is, take a second swing to put Vaughn out of commission permanently. All along this kid has been smart and tough, but at this moment, when he could have finished things, the boy becomes stupid and scared. He sure ain't modeled on today's 12 year old American boys!
***Spoiler Warning***
This is the epitome of tidy endings. As promised, at the moment Vaughn first hurts the boy, Travolta shows up. Vaughn gets electrocuted like he deserves. Father and son perform the ultimate act of male-bonding by killing a man together. The police show up dutifully too late and with all questions about all homicides answered. And the mother/ex-wife/widow loses her demon-seed child, as blatantly foreshadowed 20 minutes earlier. Wasn't it convenient that she and Travolta knew she lost the baby even before she is put in the ambulance? Just so that nagging little question isn't left in our minds? "Oh, Come on already!"
As a movie fanatic, I don't expect to see something new and completely different in every movie coming out of Hollywood. But I wonder when Hollywood will tire of using the same worn-out devices and ridiculously tidy endings that make a "thriller" seem a waste of time, instead of an attempt at entertaining artwork.
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