A pair of brothers (Chris Pine and Ben Foster) launch a two-bit bank robbery spree across the Southwest, with a creaky Texas Ranger (Jeff Bridges) clinging doggedly to their heels. Cookie-cutter though the premise may initially seem, Scottish director David Mackenzie and his cast deliver a fresh, vital spin on the material, with the story’s growing darkness grounded by some impressive central underplaying from Pine. Foster, an actor who method-y tendencies can often be Too Much, is just perfect here, as a man ruefully aware of his own hair-trigger. Throw in a Nick Cave score and some sharply pungent dialogue, and you’ve got a tremendously entertaining winner. For all that, though, the movie really belongs to Bridges. Taking what on the page could be a re-do of Tommy Lee Jones in
No Country for Old Men, he makes it entirely his own, with his deceptively amiable presence shepherding this terrific film through some funny, savage and unexpectedly resonant places. As in many of the best crime sagas, all of the characters seem to have an idea about how things will ultimately turn out.
By
Andrew Wright