Good
Time **** ½ / *****
Directed
by: Ben
Safdie & Joshua Safdie.
Written
by: Ronald
Bronstein & Joshua Safdie.
Starring:
Robert
Pattinson (Connie Nikas), Buddy Duress (Ray), Benny Safdie (Nick Nikas), Taliah
Lennice Webster (Crystal), Jennifer Jason Leigh (Corey Ellman), Barkhad Abdi (Dash
the Park Security Guard), Necro (Caliph), Peter Verby (Peter the Psychiatrist),
Saida Mansoor (Agapia Nikas), Gladys Mathon (Annie).
You cannot help but think of the
New York films of the 1970s – from Martin Scorsese’s Mean Streets (or After
Hours, although that’s the 1980s) to Sidney Lumet’s Dog Day Afternoon and
beyond – when you watch Good Time. The film captures that same nervous energy,
that sense of constant action, and impending doom, from beginning to end. Good
Time is a film of constant, propulsive energy – and represents a step forward
for director brother Ben and Joshua Safdie – who are among the most exciting
directors of Indie films in America right now. They capture that constant hum
of a city like New York – in no small part because of the great performance at
its core by Robert Pattinson – whose career since the Twilight films ended hasn’t
been spotless, but shows remarkable ambition, and good taste in directors.
Here, he channels an actor like Pacino at the height of his 1970s power – and delivers
one of the great performances of the year.
The film opens not on Pattinson’s
Connie – but on his brother, Nick (co-director Benny Safdie) who is being
interviewed by a psychiatrist about his recent difficulties. It’s clear that
Nick suffers from some sort of mental disorder – although the film never
specifies what. After this interview, which goes on longer than you would think
it would, Connie busts in and takes Nick out of the interview – walking down
the hall, he points at the other patients in the area and asks Nick, almost
cruelly if he thinks he’s like them. Smash cut to the pair of brother
committing a bank robbery – that seems to go off without a hitch – until during
the getaway, a dye pack explodes. In the foot chase after, Connie gets away –
but Nick gets arrested. Nick doesn’t do well at Rikers Island – and finds
himself in the hospital. The majority of the movie takes place over one long
night, in which Connie tries to find a way to get his brother out of jail/the
hospital – first by trying to come up with bail, and then more adventuresome
means.
At his core, Connie is a gifted
conman – he thinks well on his feet, and through the night, as one thing after
another goes wrong, Connie is able to up with one plan after another to keep
himself ahead of the noose that is tightening around his neck. He may not
always be great and seeing ahead four or five moves – but in the moment, he’s
able to figure out the one move he needs to make to stay ahead. The camera
seems to tighten on him throughout the movie – moving in closer and closer to
him, trapping him – until the film climax, which pulls back in a dazzling
helicopter (not drone) shot to see Connie as the rat in a maze of his own
design he cannot get out of.
I’ve heard Good Time described as
a crime film about white privilege, and while I’m not sure I’d say the movie is
“about” that, it certainly acknowledges the advantage Connie has because he is
white – and how he exploits it. From the bank robbery itself – where both he
and Nick don masks that make them look like black men, to the elderly woman
into whose apartment he cons his way into, to her teenage granddaughter he
seduces, to the security guard at a seedy “amusement park” (Oscar nominee
Barkhad Abdi – it is black people who are most hurt by Connie’s actions, and
who he exploits.
There is a point – while at the
woman’s apartment – where I almost felt like the movie had painted itself into
a narrative corner it couldn’t escape – and that is when Ray (Buddy Durress) –
shows up, with a story so convoluted, and brilliantly told, it almost acts as
its own short film within the film. Ray isn’t any better than Connie – in some
ways he’s worse, and not as charming to boot, but he gives the movie a shot in
the arm, and sends it hurtling towards its brilliant climax.
Good Time is the kind of gritty,
small scale crime drama you do not see made much anymore. The Safdies made the
film for little money, grabbing shots where they could, and getting great
performances by pros and near amateurs alike. Pattinson has never been better.
You like him despite yourself, and then gradually realize how monstrous he is
(this is something the Safdies have specialized in during their careers). He
has turned himself into an ambitious actor with an impressive list of directors
he’s work with – David Michod (The Rover), David Cronenberg (Cosmopolis, Map to
the Stars), James Gray (The Lost City of Z), Werner Herzog (Queen of the
Desert) – and upcoming projects by Claire Denis, the Zellner brothers, Olivier
Assayas, Harmony Korine and Joanna Hogg. I was hard on Pattinson during the
Twilight films – and with good reason, unlike co-star Kristen Stewart, he was
painfully awkward in those films – but while not all of his performances have
been great since then, he has shown more range, skill and ambition than I would
have thought he would. Here, he is a brilliant bundle of nervous energy – it is
a great performance at the heart of a great film.
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