Saw Johnny Depp over the weekend. Gosh is he lookin' old. However, he's still got that 21 Jump Street handsome-ness that women since the 80s have swooned over.
Not sure if I liked him as Dillinger. Didn't quite believe him as a ruthless, bank robber from the midwest. He's too quirky for that. Better off as Edward Scissorhands, Ichabod Crane, or even Willy Wonka. There's a strangeness about him that has no place in gangster land. The southern accent could've been better.
Oddly enough, I thought Christian Bale would've been a better Dillinger. More believable. Instead he plays the good cop/FBI's star agent under Hoover's new program. His southern accent was terrible too. Both men need better linguist coaches. It was about as thick as saran wrap over salad.
Didn't like the shaky camera techniques and the focuses on action instead of talking heads. There needed to be more of a balance. I understand that the intent was to build drama without having it told to you. But it was more of a distraction and annoyance than tension builder.
Lots of great actors and actresses. The one who stole the show for me was Marion Cotillard. Aaahhh. Like a breath of fresh air. There's an authenticity about her that very few American actresses can replicate. I loved watching her. I remember her scenes the best. She truly was the "blackbird" that flies away.
Great film if you want to see lots of cameos, some exciting and graphic violence, hubris and fictional historical drama set in the 30s. But you'll probably never see it again, nor want to.
My husband said we should have seen Bruno. I'm glad I got to see this film. Cotillard's performance made me tear up at the end.
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