Too much yakking, not enough fucking.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Beckett is another example of the blandly anonymous thrillers that have become the hallmark of the Netflix brand.
Set against the backdrop of the Greek debt crisis, this film might have had some topical currency ten years ago. But in 2021, it just seems puzzling out of date. As if someone at Netflix had discovered the film in their basement and realised they'd never actually released it.
At 1hr 50m you'd be forgiven that there would be a few interesting…
CHANDLER (1971) is an incomprehensible neo-noir with Warren Oates as a down at heel private eye. A promising idea flounders amidst an impenetrable plot.
Apparently director Paul Magwood took out an advert after CHANDLER’s release to apologise for the film which was re-cut by the studio.
The butchery is all too apparent. Little makes sense and scenes clearly ‘jump’ as whole sections have been hacked out.
Still CHANDLER does find small roles for gravel voiced b-movie stalwart Charles McGraw and femme fatale Gloria Grahame.