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Cillian Murphy, Barry Keoghan

“Peaky Blinders: The Immortal Man” My rating: B- (Netflix)

112 minutes | MPAA rating: R

The new stand-alone final episode of “Peaky Blinders” isn’t bad — just unnecessary.

The Brit series, which ran on Netflix from 2013 to 2022, was exemplary television, a crime drama and family saga that occasionally reached Shakespearean heights.  Kind of an episodic “Godfather” with a Birmingham accent.

One wonders if creator Steven Knight’s decision to add a final filmic coda to the story of the outlaw Shelby clan was prompted by the Oscar win (for “Oppenheimer”) by Cillian Murphy, whose brooding presence as the ruthless and tormented Thomas Shelby  was the show’s driving force.

Certainly it wasn’t because Knight had some sort of important story to tell. “Peaky Blinders: The Immortal Man” feels like it was thrown together, a movie in search of a reason for being. 

Oh, the atmosphere is as brooding as ever, and Murphy is always watchable. But the whole production seems to have been glued together from a bunch of pieces Knight had lying about.

It’s World War II and the British fascist Beckett (Tim Roth at his most reprehensible) is charged with smuggling into England several million dollars in fake pound notes counterfeited by the Nazis.  The idea is to crash the economy  and bring the German conquest of Britain to a swift conclusion.

To facilitate this scheme Beckett needs the assistance of the Peaky Blinders, the crime syndicate created by Tommy Shelby but now run by his estranged son Duke (Barry Keoghan). 

Duke apparently has no patriotic sensibilities.  But his father Tommy, long retired on his country estate and haunted by the memories of the loved ones he has lost, gets wind of the plot and comes out of retirement to foil it.

That’s all you need to know.  There are several solid action sequences and the production values are top notch, but something feels off.

Mostly it’s the feeling that Tommy’s newfound love of country has been manufactured out of whole cloth.  It’s a convenient but squishy plot device.

Moreover, Knight’s screenplay (the director is Tom Harper) has Tommy doing some pretty reprehensible things.  Like murdering a British soldier on leave because he and his pals are making too much noise in Tommy’s favorite pub. Not exactly the way to prove your nationalistic bona fides.

Along the way we get some wacko diversions, like Rebecca Ferguson as the twin of Tommy’s long-dead gypsy wife.  She periodically goes into trance in which her body is inhabited by the spirit of her dead sister.  No, really.

Jorma Tommila

“SISU: ROAD TO REVENGE” My rating: C+ (Netflix)

89 minutes | MPAA rating: R

“Sisu” was one of 2022’s guilty pleasures.

Alas, the new followup, “Sisu: Road to Revenge” mostly left me feeling guilty.

The original film was a combination of “Saving Private Ryan” and a Road Runner cartoon, with a silent Finnish commando taking out a platoon of goonish Germans in one spectacular action sequence after another.

This sequel once again features Jorma Tommila as Astami, the bearded loner whose survival skills are legendary.  The war is over and Astami (accompanied by his fluffy pooch) squares off against the Soviets who now occupy his old stomping grounds in eastern Finland.

It’s a road movie. Our hero has returned to dismantle the home he once shared with his now-deceased family so that he can rebuild on free Finnish soil.  The action takes place as he drives a flatbed truck loaded with lumber, pursued by same Russian war criminal  (Steven Lang) who murdered his family.

There are some spectacular (and, frankly, ridiculous) stunts with tanks, motorcycles and fighter planes, and a long sequence taking place on a train suggests that writer/director Jamari Hollander is well acquainted with Buster Keaton’s silent classic “The General.” 

Lang’s bad guy oozes menace.  Astami once again endures punishments that approach “Passion of the Christ” levels of torture porn.

But this time around it feels forced and phony — not that the original was realistic, but it at least radiated originality.  “Sisu: Road to Revenge” feels too calculated, too by-the-numbers.

Rami Malick, Russell Crowe

“NUREMBERG” My rating: B (Netflix)

148 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

James Vanderbilt’s “Nuremberg” starts off feeling like a made-for-TV movie with an A-list cast.

But stick with it and you’ll find a historical drama that resonates with uncomfortable lessons still relevant today.

The screenplay by Vanderbilt and Jack El-Hai focuses on the war crime trials that unfolded in Nuremberg, Germany, at the end of the World War II. 

The main focus is on Herman Göring (Russell Crowe), Hitler’s second in command, and an American military psychiatrist, Douglas Kelley (Rami Malek), assigned to befriend and evaluate the unrepentant Nazi before his trial can proceed.

So what we’ve got here are two Oscar winners in a duel of words and ideas.  Göring is pompous, arrogant and defiant, yet still capable of charm.  Kelley finds himself fascinated by his prisoner/patient…so much so that he develops an unhealthy interest in Goring’s wife and daughter.

There’s plenty of star power orbiting around these two.  Michael Shannon plays Robert Jackson, an American jurist prosecuting the case; Richard E. Grant is his British counterpart. John Slattery is the hard-ass officer in charge of the prisoners.  Leo Woodall is the German-speaking interpreter who must assist Göring while not revealing that most members of his Jewish family died in the Holocaust.

“Nuremberg” is most effective in hammering home the idea that the rise of Naziism was not some aberration but rather a sly exploitation of the fears, foible and prejudices that still afflict the human race.

It could happen all over again.  Hell, perhaps it already has.

| Robert W. Butler

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Michael Shannon

“DEATH BY LIGHTNING”(Netflix)

Historical drama gets no better than “Death by Lightning,” a recreation of one of the more obscure but weirdly resonant moments in our national history.

Based on Candice Millard’s superb history Destiny of the Republic, this retelling of the assassination of President James A. Garfield in 1881 has been spectacularly well acted and produced.  It almost perfectly captures the same emotional and intellectual notes that made the book so memorable.

And it does it all in just four one-hour episodes.

It begins with Senator Garfield (Michael Shannon) leaving his Ohio farm for the 1880 Republican National Convention in Chicago . His hope is to prevent the renomination of incumbent president Ulysses S. Grant, the figurehead of a spectacularly corrupt administration.

In a twist of fate that seems more fairy tale than fact,  it is Garfield himself who ends up the party’s nominee.  It’s not that he seeks the presidency…but he’s the only candidate the warring anti-Grant delegates all can get behind. 

In the process he makes an enemy of Grant supporter Roscoe Conkling (Shea Whigham), the U.S. senator from New York whose control of that state’s ports holds the American economy in a stranglehold.  Conkling is a savvy pol…he’s also willing to employ pure thuggery to get his way.  The comically boozy Chester Arthur (Nick Offerman) provides the muscle behind Conkling’s manipulations.

Garfield knows he cannot win without New  York.  So he does the unthinkable…he chooses as his running mate the hapless Arthur; basically it’s an end run around Conkling’s plan to sit out the election and pick up the pieces later.

The rise of Garfield runs parallel to the story of Charles Guiteau (Matthew Macfadyen), a failed lawyer and hustler with serious mental issues.  Guiteau fantasizes that his support was vital in getting Garfield elected, and now he wants a reward.  And when his pathetic entreaties are rejected, he plots to kill the President.

Matthew Macfadyen

As was the case with Millard’s book, this series leaves viewers ruminating over what might have been.  In his three months as President, Garfield embraced a progressive agenda.  A Civil War veteran, he reached out to  African American leaders, especially black soldiers whose sacrifices were overlooked.  He laid plans to replace the spoils system with a non-partisan Civil Service.

I doubt we’ll see better acting this year than what’s delivered here by Shannon and Macfadyen.

Shannon probably has the tougher job, given that Garfield was low-keyed, modest and generous.  Not exactly a personality to set off dramatic fireworks. Yet the actor finds the heroic in Garfield’s calm reasonableness. Especially telling are the scenes with the Garfield family (Betty Gilpin is terrific as Mrs. Garfield), which bring to mind the domestic image of Abraham Lincoln and his brood.

The upshot is a genuine sense of loss.

Macfadyen, on the other hand, gets to play a crazy man…but with restraint.  The key to his Guiteau is the disarming “normalcy” of his presentation.  The guys often sounds reasonable but behind the fancy words there’s a crippling desperation at war with rampant narcissism.  In any conversation there comes a moment, a tell if you will, that suggests something is seriously wrong with this guy. Maybe you can’t quite put a finger on it, but that creepy feeling on the back of your neck is inescapable.

The fourth and final episode unfolds in the aftermath of the assassination attempt. Garfield lingered in agony for a month while inept physicians tried to locate the bullet for extraction…even calling upon inventor Alexander Graham Bell to employ a primitive metal detector.

Weirdly enough, the reform movement Garfield put into motion survived him, thanks to an unlikely proponent we won’t name here.

Now this is all pretty heavy stuff, but director Matt Ross and writer/creator Mike Makowsky often put a bleakly funny spin on the material.  The brutal cronyism of Conkling and Arthur gets the full satiric treatment (the parallels between their machinations and those of our current President are inescapable) and the characters often employ ear-burning language.  I doubt that statesmen of the 19th century were that open with their profanity, but in dramatic terms it works…most of the really vile pronouncements come from the show’s heavies.

Even the smallest roles are deftly handled.  Among the supporting players are Bradley Whitford, Vonnie Curtis-Hall, Paula Malcomson and Zeljko Ivanek.

When it’s all over, “Death by Lightning” leaves us marveling at the decency of good men and the unpredictability of fate.

Ethan Hawke

“THE LOWDOWN” (Hulu)

I love, love LOVE this show.

Lee Raybon (Ethan Hawke) is a shabbily-clothed freelance journalist whose search for truth always has him in hot water with Tulsa’s movers and shakers.

In this funny and weirdly moving series from Sterlin Harjo (the man who gave us “Reservation Dogs”)  Lee sets out to prove that the suicide of one of the local gentry is actually murder.

He runs up against the dead man’s brother (Kyle Maclachlan), who’s running for governor; the scheming widow (Jeanne Trijpplehorn), a neo-Nazi cult  and a whole bunch of corrupt power  brokers.

All while trying to keep his struggling used book store afloat and delivering questionable parenting to his teenage daughter (Ryan Kiera Armstrong). 

Plus Lee gets beat up.  A lot.

This sprawling noir comedy (think Jim Thompson on laughing gas) is crammed with eccentric and memorable characters, and the players (among them Keith David, Tracy Letts, Tim Blake Nelson, Killer Mike, Tom McCarthy, Peter Dinklage, John Doe and the late Graham Greene) take full advantage of the possibilities. Rarely have so many scene stealers been assembled in one place.

I was borderline bereft when “The  Lowdown” reached its eighth and final episode.  But I’ll tell you what…I’m gonna plop down and watch it all over again.

| Robert W. Butler

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Anthony Ramos, Rebecca Ferguson

“A HOUSE OF DYNAMITE” My rating: B+ (Netflix)

112 minutes | MPAA rating: R

This Halloween season’s scariest movie has nothing to do with ghosts and ghoulies.  It will nonetheless induce nighmares.

Kathryn Bigelow’s  latest directorial effort takes the same 20-minute time frame  and retells it repeatedly from different perspectives. 

 It begins with American military personnel in Alaska detecting an incoming ICBM and ends with the President faced with an impossible decision that could determine the fate of mankind.

Noah Oppenheimer’s screenplay — created with the assistance of former military types who know their stuff — exudes an aura of helplessness that not all our high-tech weaponry can dispel.

The incoming missile was launched from the Pacific, but we don’t know from where, exactly.  Without knowing who fired it, our military cannot know against whom to retaliate.  The Russians? The North Koreans?

Also. how could it be launched undetected by our surveillance capabilities?  Maybe someone inside our defense system is a saboteur?

Two of our missiles are sent to stop the intruder.  One breaks down in flight.  The other hits its target, but without effect.  The missile just keeps coming.  The most likely target is Chicago.

With each iteration of the story things get more dire, more tense. How will it end?  

“A House or Dynamite” has been crammed with familiar faces (Idris Elba. Rebecca Ferguson, Jared Harris, Tracy Letts, Anthony Ramos, Jason Clarke, Greta Lee, Renee Elise Goldsberry, Kaitlyn Dever), many of whom are on screen for only a minute or two.

They’re all solid, but I found myself being drawn to many of the background characters, soldiers and White House staffers caught in the awful realization that the horrors they trained for have now come to pass. Some maintain their by-the-book demeanor. Others come close to panicking.  Many call their families and friends with dire warnings to evacuate or simply to say “I love you.”

Bigelow cannily employs handheld cameras to capture a documentary feel; as the film progresses the tension reaches near unbearable levels.

Maybe don’t watch this one before going to bed.

“JOHN CANDY: I LIKE ME” My rating: B (Prime)

113 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

The late John Candy was a very funny man, but the overwhelming feeling percolating through this documentary is one of profound loss.

Director Colin Hanks (yes, Tom’s son) seems to have interviewed virtually everyone who moved in Candy’s orbit.  Among the famous talking heads represented here are Bill Murray, Dan Aykroyd, Dave Thomas, Martin Short, Eugene Levy, Andrea Martin, Catherine O’Hara, Steve Martin, Conan O’Brien, Mel Brooks and Macaulay Culkin.

Not to mention Candy’s widow, children and siblings. 

To an individual they describe a prince of a guy  — warm, empathic, considerate.  Bill Murray struggles mightily to find something negative to say (conflict is vital to drama, right?) but in the end can’t deliver.

But we learn a lot about Candy here.  His father died of a heart attack when he was just a boy…ironically Candy would die of a heart attack at age 43.

He wasn’t comfortable with his image as a jolly fat man; interviewers back in the day subjected Candy to a not-terribly-subtle form of fat shaming that would get them fired today.  He never struck out at them…just smiled thinly and carried on.

There are, of course, a ton of clips from his stint with “SCTV” and from his many feature films, including “Planes, Trains & Automobiles,” in which Candy delivered a performance of such humor and humanity that in retrospect you’ve got to wonder what the Academy folk were thinking in not giving him a nomination.

All in all this is a warm tribute to a very good man.

Keira Knightley, Guy Pearce

“THE WOMAN IN CABIN 10” My rating: C (Netflix)

93 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Reporter Laura Blacklock (Keira Knightley) is invited to cover the maiden voyage of a super yacht whose owners — a dying billionairess and her husband (Guy Pearce) — want to draw attention to their new charity.

The proletarian Laura feels painfully out of place among these rich creeps (Hannah Waddingham, David Morrissey, etc.), and when she reports that the woman in the cabin next to hers has fallen (or was thrown) overboard, she becomes the object of suspicion and ridicule.

Apparently Cabin 10 was never occupied.

I was kinda bored by the  first third of Simon Stone’s thriller (the screenplay is by Stone, Joe Shrapnel and Anna Waterhouse).  The middle section, in which Laura hides on the boat from unseen killers, has a sort of “Die Hard” tension going on.

It’s all wrapped up with a posh gala on a Norwegian fiord that deteriorates into a sort of soggy Velveeta pizza.  Didn’t believe a word of it.

| Robert W. Butler

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