Killing Them Softly does a wonderful job of creating a realistic, lived-in world in the post-Katrina wreckage of New Orleans, without a lot of frills or even much music. While it is no fast-paced bulletfest, when the violence comes, it's scary, gory, and brutal, as it should be.
Now comes Killing Them Softly, which may be the best hard-boiled crime film since The Departed. Directed by Andrew Dominik, Killing Them Softly brings things back to the exceptionally mean streets of South Boston.
Andrew Dominik's Killing Them Softly has, from a conversational standpoint, one of the finest screenplays of the last few years. It is a relatively low-key crime drama, filled with crusty character actors doing chewy character turns.
Behold: the cerulean sparkle of the Cote d'Azur, the endless waft of chain-smoked Gitanes over the Croisette, the private yachts. Cannes. And its megaton line-up has arched the eyebrow of even the most indifferent cineastes this year.