[Deep Focus]
THE MEXICAN
GRADE: B-
Not since Pulp Fiction.

Marks the return of the shrill, annoying Julia Roberts, whose performances I had recently been alarmed to find myself admiring greatly. Along with the handsomely unkempt Brad Pitt, who approaches this material with the savoir faire of a movie star in sleepwalking mode, Roberts skitters along on autopilot. No wonder -- the film seems to have been barely directed by Gore Verbinski, whose Mouse Hunt was a similar amalgam of interesting ideas that never quite took flight. I found myself wondering what the David Fincher version could have looked like (he was briefly attached to it, and no doubt would have made hay of the mildly surreal trappings that just play like random weirdness in the Verbinski version).

Many scenes suffer from a mild case of the blands, and the whole enchilada could have used some tightening -- the last half-hour of cascading climaxes feels like an eternity. Sounds like I'm bitching ceaselessly, but I'm really not -- what seem to be clumsy convolutions of the screenplay are satisfactorily resolved, meaning that the yarn generally gets better as it goes along. Complaints about the stereotyping of Mexican characters and locales are probably unfounded; as the film makes perfectly clear, this is a breezy yarn about a rough-and-tumble Mexico defined by tradition and as experienced by its gringo protagonists.

Despite the marquee names, the real star presence here is James Gandolfini, who miraculously conjures up a hitman who's distinctly different from Tony Soprano in important ways, but is just as charming and conflicted. This guy, he's good.


Directed by Gore Verbinski
Written by J.H. Wyman
Cinematography by Dariusz Wolski
Edited by Craig Wood
Starring James Gandolfini, Brad Pitt, and Julia Roberts.
USA, 2001

Theatrical aspect ratio: 2.35:1
Screened at Loews Palisades Center, West Nyack, NY


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