One False Move, 1992
Ray (Billy Bob Thornton) and Pluto (Michael Beach) are two psychopathic killers who brutally rob and murder several people while stealing a stash of drugs and cash. They are assisted by Ray's girlfriend, Fantasia (Cynda Williams). Two detectives (Jim Metzler and Earl Billings) have reason to believe that the crew will return to Ray and Fantasia's hometown, a place called Star City. They meet up with the over-eager local sheriff (Bill Paxton), who is eager to see some "real" action in his sleepy town.
This is a film with a lot of moving parts and, at the same time, the kind of film that moves unwaveringly toward what we know must be the ending--some sort of showdown/shootout in Star City. What is really amazing about it is the way that it milks tension from shorter, more contained sequences (such as Ray getting jumpy when he thinks a cop is eyeing him at a gas station), even as the broader story moves toward its inevitable conclusion.
Ray and Pluto are the source of much of the tensions--two very different kinds of violent men, and each dangerous for their own reasons. But they work almost in the opposite way that a normal "straight man" character might work. They give the others something to bounce off of, especially Fantasia. Williams as Fantasia does a really solid job, which is to say that the character is horribly frustrating, but in a way that feels very realistic. She is neither calculating and coldly manipulative, nor is she the innocent victim. I found myself feeling both sympathy and anger toward her, sometimes in the space of the same 5 minutes.
I very much enjoyed the style of the film, so much that I stopped about halfway through to see who directed it. Carl Franklin--who also directed
Devil in a Blue Dress.
I also appreciated the film's nuanced take on race and how it has impacted the lives of certain characters. In one of my favorite lines, Fantasia confronts someone, saying "You figured since I kind of look white, you could f*ck me, what the hell... Because I was kind of black... you could dump me, what the hell." Fantasia hasn't ended up where she is solely because of her race, but at the same time her race has directly affected the way that she was treated all through her childhood and early adulthood. It was also nice, honestly, to see a film with important non-white characters who have distinct personalities, and of all different types. Pluto's sociopath murderer exists on the villain side of the spectrum, but there are several other important Black characters who are given time to breathe and be developed. I feel as if it is rare to see such parallel development between the white and non-white characters, and it ended up being something that really stood out to me in the film.
This film was a really pleasant surprise. I did not anticipate the way that it would ratchet up the tension. By the last 20 minutes or so, I was on the edge of my seat. You know that something bad is going to happen, it's just a question of "to whom?" and "how bad?" Without ever really talking about fate or destiny, it is remarkable the way that you get the sense that these characters are being drawn together, almost as if by an outside force.
I didn't really have any complaints. Some characters were frustrating, but that felt intentional. And there was enough complexity to it that even the annoying characters added to the story in a positive way. The film begins and ends with a bang, and its momentum in between is undeniable.