Coming Soon:
This Friday sees the limited release of director David Gordon Green's Joe, a big screen adaptation of Larry Brown's novel, which features Nicolas Cage as the title character: a Southern ex-con who makes a living leading a team of manual laborers. When 15-year-old Gary (Tye Sheridan) asks for a job, he and Joe begin to form a close connection and we, as an audience, get an insight into Joe's unique (but strict) moral code.
Tom Bumby writes- I think it would be fair to say that no other actor on this earth is as unique and interesting as Nicolas Cage. As well as this he’s won an Academy Award (for Leaving Las Vegas) and starred in some of the greatest action films of all time; The Rock, Con Air and Face/Off. Even the terrible Cage films have something special about them purely because Cage is in them.
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When, in the midst of David Gordon Green’s drama, Joe (Nicolas Cage) picks up a poisonous snake, you’d be forgiven for thinking it’s a metaphor, but it did happen. After a post-Bad Lieutenant/Kick-Ass rough patch (Season Of The Witch, Stolen et al), Joe sees Cage, an Oscar-winning actor lest we forget, grasping the snake – a slippery, difficult, unlovable role – and more than proving his mettle. Could this Mud-minus-the-sunshine represent his very own McConaissance?
Based on Larry Brown’s 1992 grit-lit novel and steeped in the same grinding poverty as Winter’s Bone, Joe begins as it means to go on, with hobo Wade (Gary Poulter) and his teenage son Gary (Tye Sheridan, from Mud) sitting, lost, on the railway tracks. “Every time we land you say it’s going to be different, but it ain’t,” complains Gary. Wade slugs him in the face. It’s not the only time you’ll hear a sharp intake of breath from the audience.
As this chain-smoking, binge-drinking, bruiserwith-a-heart, Cage is better – realer – than he’s been for years, though his star power is arguably distracting among such human detritus. Sheridan is a natural: innocent and battle-hardened all at once. Poulter, meanwhile, a homeless non-actor in his first ever role, is terrifying: a pathetic, profane man ruined by moonshine and disappointment. One minute he’s showing Gary his breakdancing moves, the next he’s bouncing him off the walls.
Following a slow-burn first act comes a middle section of such shocking bloodshed, it’s among the most confrontational 20 minutes of celluloid you’ll see all year. It’s so upsetting, in fact, that the story takes a while to recover, shuffling towards its neat conclusion like Poulter’s lumbering drunk. If this were a kinder film, or a kinder universe, all three leads would be potential award winners. But Sheridan’s too unshowy, and Poulter tragically died after filming, so it’s up to Cage to grab the plaudits like he grasped that snake.
The Film Class Junkie reviews Joe: directed by David Gordon Green and starring Nicolas Cage and Tye Sheridan.
