Acerbic horror drama. Now there’s a bright idea.
After a busy period producing a festival radio show at Roskilde (www.theenglishdandies.com, if you’re asking) I’m back on my movie-buff bandwagon with another Tracy Letts/William Friedkin joint. Although it doesn’t provide the pulpy jet black humour of their current smash Killer Joe, this thespian-friendly psychodrama is acerbically alluring.
Have a listen to the review below.
- I’m quickly becoming a fanboy of Letts grim south screenplays, anyone have a recommendation of where to take it next? Any other writers/films I should be steering towards?
- If you’re not a fanboy/girl of the Letts yet then see Killer Joe. I can’t stress enough just how brilliant both the film and the play are.
Bad to the (chicken) bone.
How do you follow 2006’s pesticidal horror film Bug? Why, you make Killer Joe, of course!
Working once again with blackly humorous playwright Tracy Letts, this film is a majestical ride to the dark depths of humanity, pushing the boundaries of narrative subjects and testing audiences threshold in the process.
Matthew McConnaughy plays no-nonsense hit man Joe Cooper. Brought into to the Smith family fold by wisecracking, angst teenager Chris (Emile Hirsch in his best-ever performance, FYI) to bump off their aloof maternal figure, when they can’t pay up the homicide fee, Joe suggests a retainer for the money in the form of possession of seventeen year old Dottie, the precocious nymph of the trailer park household. Macabre and dangerous plot twists, Killer Joe is an intense filmic experience and one that you might not be able to shake loose.
It’s in cinemas now, and so should you be.