**
You'd be forgiven for expecting Drive 2: Bangkok
Boogaloo. However, this is a very different beast from Nicolas Winding
Refn and Ryan Gosling's previous collaboration.
Julian (Ryan Gosling) is a drug smuggler in Bangkok operating behind the veneer
of a Thai boxing gym. As a result of his vile behaviour, scumbag brother Billy
(Tom Burke) meets a grisly end. Julian accepts the consequences of his actions
but their mother Crystal (Kristin Scott Thomas) seeks vengeance on corrupt cop
Chang (Vithaya Pansringarm).
Sounds exciting, right? Alas, the film is painfully
dull. It's all very attractive, mind. The beautifully-lit Thai locations
are richly bathed in colour. Crisp neon hangs against endless deep reds.
There's also great camera work involving some very sexy tracking
shots. The entire piece is an exercise in stylish flourish but it’s
seriously lacking in substance. The absence of a solid script makes the
rudderless direction acutely self-conscious. This provides plenty of
unintentional laughs. The supposedly profound comes across as plain silly.
An otherworldly atmosphere is achieved by the director
but that spell is often broken by cringe-inducing lines of dialogue. For a film
without a great deal of talking, much of the dialogue is fantastically klunky.
In terms of writing, the director has gained more success through
collaboration. (And Drive was scripted entirely by Hossein
Amini, adapting from James Sallis’ book.) Here, Winding Refn takes a sole
screenplay credit which, I believe, speaks volumes. The timing
has a lot to be desired too and I don't think you can blame the editor. It
actually feels like a first-time director finding their feet. As a result, I
found the whole thing extremely daft and incredibly boring.
One of the few things the film shares in common
with Drive is the bursts of eye-watering violence. Winding
Refn executes these moments with proficiency and great relish. On more
than one occasion this softy reviewer was struggling to keep his eyes on screen.
Kristin Scott Thomas does have a few good lines and, as a
result, steals the show. It's an impressive performance as a very different
kind of ice queen. A key issue is the Gosling role. I don't mind characters not
having an arc but the problem with this protagonist is that you are offered
scant reason for everything he does. As a result, the film’s message is very
confused.
In an industry of endless derivation I admire the
director’s intention to create a different
commodity. In that respect he has succeeded. Only God Forgives is
unique in its peculiarity but it’s deeply flawed.
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