Kill List (2011)

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I made the mistake of reading Roger Ebert’s review of “Kill List” before writing my own. Stupid. As you might expect, he articulated many of my own questions and observations about the film more eloquently and insightfully than I ever could. Still, it’s reassuring when someone as perceptive as Mr. Ebert shares some of your thoughts and feelings. It’s validating. 

I read his review immediately after watching the film because I was confused. I wasn’t sure exactly what I’d just seen, if it made sense or not, or if somehow I’d just missed something. Had parts of it flown over my head, existed in my blind spot, or did I just not get it? 

The movie unfolds slowly. As it opens, we’re introduced to a married couple: Jay (Neil Maskell) is unemployed; his wife Shel (MyAnna Buring, one of the spelunkers from “The Descent”), a transplanted Swede. They have a 7-year old son, Sam (Harry Simpson). There is tension between the parents, ostensibly because Jay hasn’t worked in eight months. But the film’s tone suggests perhaps there is another, deeper reason.

One evening Jay’s friend Gal (Michael Smiley) comes for dinner, with his date Fiona (Emma Fryer). The conversation feels forced (with the sulking Jay and angry Shel taking passive/aggressive jabs at one another), and the meal uncomfortable. Jay finally snaps, wrecks the dinner table, and storms off to the garage. It’s there that Gal offers Jay a chance at some “good money,” if he’s willing to do what sounds like an ominous “job.” What that job is exactly isn’t explained. However, Gal toys with an automatic weapon Jay has tucked in a suitcase, and the pair speak of “that time in Kiev.” All of which suggest things messy, violent and wholly untoward.

In the meantime, we see Fiona alone in the bathroom. She curiously removes the mirror from above the sink, and carves a mysterious symbol on the reverse side. Why? What does it mean?

The film gains momentum as Jay and Gal leave on their business trip. I won’t divulge what their task actually is, but know that “Kill List” contains scenes of some of the most brutal and unsentimental violence I’ve ever watched on film. They are harrowing, believable, and difficult to view.

As Ebert writes, the 3^rd act of the film is in no way suggested by the first two. During the final 30 minutes, I literally felt like I was watching an entirely different film. Not a bad one, just one which wasn’t connected to the first hour. Abruptly, “Kill List” goes from a fairly standard British crime film to something much darker and more sinister.

I’ve intentionally left many of the film’s details out of this review, not wanting to spoil its surprises. That said, it should be noted that the cinematic quality of “Kill List” is first rate. Director/co-writer Ben Wheatley and cinematographer Laurie Rose have made a film that appears much more polished and expensive than its undoubtedly modest budget could afford. It looks and sounds great. The music, in particular, is creepy, effective, and serves to heighten anxiety. In addition, it is acted with precision and skill. Specifically, the back-and-forth between Jay and Gal is realistic, and darkly funny. This is a group of filmmakers who know what they’re doing.

I’m not sure how “Kill List” came to be in my Netflix queue. I think because I’d read positive reviews about another, more recent film by Wheatley (called “Sightseers”), on the Guardian website. Either way, I’m glad I saw “Kill List,” even if I didn’t understand it entirely. It’s well paced, interesting, and never boring.

In his review, Ebert says something to the effect of “’Kill List’ feels like a better film that it is.” I agree.

It also feels like the early work of an up-and-coming, imaginative and creative talent. This puzzling-yet-entertaining effort suggests writer/director Wheatley is someone to remember.