Lynne Ramsey's best film. By a strong margin. I feel the term 'speechless' is used a little too often. Only a handful of films have left me speechless. This is one of those films, obviously.
Meet Jauquin Phoenix's Joe. Life has thrown everything at Joe. Brutality beyond imagine. He's highly disturbed but within him is a child, a scared child. Working as a hired gun (or hammer), Joe tracks down kidnapped children. He's good at his work although not particularly happy in it. The story follows him as he tracks down the daughter of a senator, Nina, who's been taken to a brothel for underage girls. There's no glamour in the story nor in the execution of its telling.
The film is hard to watch at times as it's ultimately a story of abuse. Lynne Ramsey, a master storyteller flexing all her ability here, finds enomournous warmth and catharsis in the midst of the films lost souls. Comparisons have been made to Taxi Driver and these are well earned. Joe is a marauding beast in the concrete jungle, adorned with scars from past beatings, both physical and emotional. The camera echoes this animal instinct, peering round dingy corridors, waiting with sinister placement in dark corners. Unsettlingly the films central feeling.
In stark contrast, the scenes with Joe and his ailing mother are filled with warmth, provoking a smile at times and even a laugh or two. These scenes bring both a necessary restbite but are also the anchors to which my emotional involvement depended on. Joe is a lost child, playing silly games with a knife, slurping the last of his milkshake, giggling at himself in the mirror.
On a technical level I'm struggling to think of a fault. The sound design is incredible, klaxons, screeches, grates, synths, whispers, both diegetic and non, fill the sound space. And who pops up with a fittingly brilliant original score but Mr Johnny Greenwood, with his best work since There Will Be Blood.
Ramsey is one of the best filmmakers working today, this film makes that apparent. I think the making of this kind of film, of this calibre, has been within her powers for a while. Flashes of similar brutality can be seen in her debut feature Ratcatcher. The stakes are not so high but the cruelty is still jarring. It's a lean, tight, scarred muscle of a film.
I'm not sure I'll see a better film this year and I don't know whether to be happy or sad about that. It demands a rewatch and this will review will be mostly incoherent but it's some film. It's fantastic. I loved it. I don't really know what to say.