“LET HIM GO” My rating: C
114 minutes | MPAA rating: R
There are moments early on when “Let Him Go” seems to be a thoughtful examination of a long marriage between a couple with fundamental differences about how the world works.
That Thomas Bezucha’s film stars Kevin Costner (one can usually feel safe whenever he’s wearing a cowboy hat) and Diane Lane (OMG: the eternally beautiful one-time child star is now portraying a grandmother!!!) generates even more hope that this might be a keeper.
Uh…no.
Before it’s all over “Let Him Go” will have descended into a quagmire of cult film wackiness and action/revenge melodrama, wasting a promising cast along the way.
Set in the early 1960s, the yarn begins on the Montana ranch of retired lawman George Blackledge (Costner), his wife Margaret (Diane Lane) and their son James (Ryan Bruce). James has a wife, Lorna (Kayli Carter), and an infant boy. They’re just one big happy multigenerational family.
A riding accident leaves Lorna a widow and the story suddenly jumps several years into the future where we see her remarrying. Her new hubby is Donny Weboy (Will Brittain), who turns out not to be a nice person at all. (Why did Lorna fall for a creep, even while she’s still living with the sheltering George and Margaret? Well, that would take some explaining, so Bezucha’s screenplay doesn’t even try.)
And then one day the little family vanishes without a trace.
The emotion-driven and fiercely maternal Margaret is determined to mount a pursuit to rescue her grandson Jimmy — wherever it is that Donny may have taken Lorna and the boy.
Husband George, the sort of guy who says little and then only after considerable rumination, is morosely pragmatic. His life has been ruled by the law, and he knows they haven’t a legal leg to stand on.
But the stubborn Margaret announces she’ll go on the quest by herself if needs be. What’s a guy supposed to do?
Up to this point “Let Him Go” has unfolded as a sort of family drama. The film’s second half — once the couple have followed the clues to the Weboy family’s remote compound in North Dakota — is a descent into blood-spattered, stomach-churning nastiness.
Turns out Donny’s clan is ruled by his mother, Blanche (Leslie Manville), a cigarette-puffing harridan with a poofy blond ‘do and a slash of red lipstick. She’s got a creepy brother-in-law (Jeffrey Donovan) and a small army of obedient grown sons who unquestioningly do her bidding. She’s not about to let little Jimmy out of her clutches.
Indeed, Manville (one of filmdom’s greatest actresses) seems to be channelling Jacki Weaver’s performance in “Animal Kingdom,” only without any of the subtlety. This is flat-out Cruella DeVille-level wickedness, and you’re not sure whether to laugh or be appalled.
And then the film veers into “The Hills Have Eyes” territory. We’re talking intimidation, torture, mutilation. Before it’s over few of the characters will remain standing. Some will be missing body parts.
Up to a point Bezucha is able to distract us into thinking that “Let Him Go” has some serious stuff on its mind. There is, for instance, the young Native American man (Booboo Stewart) who shelters the Blackledges in his windswept prairie cabin and helps them in their final raid on the Weboys’ rural fortress.
This young man talks about having been plucked from his home by government men who cut his hair and forcefully enrolled him in a school to have the Indian squeezed out of him. It’s a bizarre digression that belongs in some other movie.
On the upside, Lane and Costner are more than adequate, and the film looks good thanks to Guy Godfree’s cinematography.
| Robert W. Butler
I laughed out loud when I saw the headline for this review! Absolutely needed that today.