Out
of the Furnace
Out of the
Furnace is one of those movies
where you look at the roster of stars and wonder what the heck made
them think this was a great idea. It couldn’t be the money.
Could it?
Christian Bale stars as Russell – an ex-con who lost
everything in life after a horrible, but preventable, accident. He has
emerged from prison with the hope of getting back to the life he left
behind, but his girlfriend, Lena (Zoe Saldana), has moved on, and his
brother, Rodney (Casey Affleck), has been suffering with many troubles,
since returning from overseas military duty.
Rodney has become involved in illegal, bare knuckles brawling, which is
controlled by nefarious underworld figures. While he has been making a
name for himself around town, Rodney wants to go big time, and
convinces a local organizer (Willem Dafoe), to let him participate in
higher stakes fights.
Unfortunately, this means he has to come across psychopath Harlan
DeGroat (Woody Harrelson), who has ordered the young pugilist to take a
dive in the fixed fight (that’s “lose on
purpose” for those of you who haven’t seen a
1930’s film noir featuring phrases like, “take a
dive”). Sadly, after the fight, Rodney disappears and Russell
is not convinced the police are doing everything that can be done to
find him, so he decides to take matters into his own hands.
Out of the
Furnace is a horribly boring
movie that feels like it went all kinds of wrong in the editing
process.
You don’t have to worry if you are running late, because the
first half hour is meaningless. You can take your time, find a nice
parking space, grab a bite to eat, stand in line for popcorn and walk
in 30 minutes late for this movie and miss nothing. The entirety of
this section of the film could be explained in one scene, but we are
subjected to thirty minutes of material that does nothing to set the
mood or provide vital information to explain the rest of the film or
help us better understand the characters. Sure, it gives Bale a chance
to act, but it’s a vain effort.
Then, writer Brad Ingelsby and writer/director Scott Cooper give the
audience an extremely simple, straight forward movie. You keep waiting
for some big twist or shocking revelation, but, it turns out, there is
nothing more to Out of the Furnace. Instead of looking for
more, you
should be looking for less.
This leaves everyone in Out of
the Furnace to growl their
lines, since they don’t get any meaningful dialogue. Bale is
growling. Harrelson is growling (he sounds like a hungry and angry
grizzly bear!). Forest Whitaker is growling. Sam Shepard is growling.
Heck, Saldana might have even been growling a bit (like a sexy hungry
and angry grizzly bear).
Then, each castmember is left to stand there with long pauses that
imply what they growled should be meaningful and deep, but
it’s not. We’re just left waiting for them to
gather up the strength to growl some more as they attempt to look gruff
and mean.
Most of all, I can’t get over the villains in Out
of the Furnace. Cooper and
Ingelsby want us to know these guys are, for lack of a better term,
hillbillies. But, they are the Hillbillies of New Jersey! Say
what?!?!?!
I have spent alot of time in New Jersey, and I never saw dudes like
this, in the part of the state where they are located in Out
of the Furnace. You have never
even seen guys like this on The
Sopranos. Later in the movie,
one of them is driving a car with Tennessee plates, but we supposedly
go to one of the guy’s houses, and it’s in New
Jersey. It’s too complicated, and shows you how utterly
unremarkable Out of the Furnace
is when I am hung up on something as trivial as this.
Out
of the Furnace is rated R for strong violence, language and drug
content.
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