Sunday, January 15, 2012

REVIEW: Contraband

Contraband (2012): Dir. Baltasar Kormákur. Written by: Aaron Guzikowski, based on the film Reykjavík-Rotterdam, written by Arnaldur Indriðason and Óskar Jónasson. Starring: Mark Wahlberg, Kate Beckinsale, Ben Foster, Giovanni Ribisi, Caleb Landry Jones and Diego Luna. Rated R (Gun violence and bad words). Running time: 110 minutes.

2 stars (out of four)

Marl Wahlberg has a mess to clean up. Back in the day he was an untouchable smuggler, hiding drugs, cars and more on freight ships and his reputation has earned him status as a legend among a younger generation of smugglers. This includes his brother-in-law, Andy (Caleb Landry Jones), who has just royally screwed up a job running cocaine for a guy named Tim Briggs (Giovanni Ribisi). When U.S. Customs board the ship, Andy is forced to dump the coke in the water. Briggs wants to be repaid for the lost goods so Andy turns to Mark Wahlberg who agrees the only solution is to run one last job and use the money from it to repay Briggs.

Needless to say, Mark Wahlberg’s wife (Kate Beckinsale) is not pleased with this plan. They have two young boys now and he runs a small, successful business selling and installing alarm systems. But Mark Wahlberg has to do what Mark Wahlberg has to do. So he and his old, smuggling buddy, Sebastian (Ben Foster), prepare for the job just like old times. They get on a freighter to Panama City where they’ll pick up a few million dollars worth of uncut counterfeit bills and bring the funny money back to the States.

Don’t worry, Mark Wahlberg tells his wife. Nothing will go wrong. But we know something will go wrong because we wouldn’t be watching the movie otherwise. As it turns out, a lot of stuff goes wrong and the last third of the movie becomes so convoluted that it’s hard to even figure out how this job was supposed to go right.

Director Baltasar Kormákur doesn’t do much to clear things up. Poor use of handheld cameras and muddled editing sometimes keep us from understanding exactly what is going on. There are too many subplots and ulterior motives, and Mr. Kormákur attempts to weave everything together into a frenetic climax but the result is mostly just confusing and we soon lose patience with the film.

Anyone seeing this movie is doing so for one reason: to watch Mark Wahlberg be a badass, something Contraband does not deliver nearly enough of. He does beat the living bejesus out of a handful of guys but a movie like this should be giving him every opportunity possible to pummel thugs and toss off one-liners. Instead, long passages of the film go by without any action.

During these scenes, Mark Wahlberg is like the eye of a storm; he is calm and levelheaded but you get the impression he could blow his cool at any moment. Few actors can get as much mileage out of not doing anything the way he does, but when the movie drags its heels, the minimalist approach is less effective and starts to look lazy. He has been much better before and here mostly relies on the tough guy persona he has developed in other movies.

The supporting cast is filled with talented characters actors who do their best to bring depth to otherwise forgettable roles. Giovanni Ribisi, boasting some truly bizarre facial hair and a hard to place accent, plays the crime boss Briggs way over the top, and J.K. Simmons shows up, huffing and puffing, as the ship’s captain. Diego Luna is also memorable as the paranoid cartel leader, Gonzalo, in a handful of scenes.

As the sole female representative in this macho bash, Kate Beckinsale has a thankless role; she is tossed around and beaten, occasionally getting a moment’s rest to clutch her children and look panic-stricken. She is an object used for the film’s convenience to motivate Mark Wahlberg to run faster and shout louder.

This is the sort of movie where nameless Spanish characters shout subtitled lines like, “Move! Move!” It is a routine cool guy action flick that tries to complicate things late in the game and only succeeds in muddying a simple formula. Contraband is based on a 2008 Icelandic film that starred Mr. Kormákur and maybe the many plot strands worked better in a European thriller. In an American action vehicle for Mark Wahlberg, they needlessly clutter the movie and distract from the main attraction.

- Steve Avigliano, 1/15/12

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