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The Nice Guys

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MPAA Rating: R for violence, sexuality, nudity, language and brief drug use. Running time: 116 minutes. Distributed by Warner Bros. Pictures.

Summary:

The biggest reason to see The Nice Guys is that you’re going to see something you have never seen: a Shane Black misfire. The hell you say, you might be thinking to yourself, Shane Black’s kung fu is the best. There’s no disputing that; known for his peppery, hardboiled pulp detective-type scripts (Lethal Weapon, The Last Boy Scout), great work behind the camera as director (Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, from his own screenplay) and getting slick, well-nuanced performances from his actors, Black has a track record that can’t be beat. I always look forward to each of his offerings with bated breath and wild anticipation.

DC Movie Critics, DC Movie Reviews, DC Film Critics, Eddie Pasa, Michael Parsons, Movie Critics, Film CriticsSuch was the case with The Nice Guys. You have Black wielding a loaded .44 Magnum – “The most powerful handgun in the world,” as Dirty Harry once said in his eponymous film – but the firing pin can’t quite seem to touch the primer to lead to the big explosion. Here, we have Russell Crowe almost reprising his role as Bud White from 1997’s L.A. Confidential, but this time as Jackson Healy, a self-styled enforcer who’s as comfortable feeding his fish as he is knocking in doors and braining various offenders with his brass knuckles. Tough, menacing, stocky, and grizzled, he’s got nary a fear in the world and all the time in the world to prove it.

Also entering Black’s stable is Ryan Gosling playing a permanently-sozzled, fast-talking, coward of a private detective, Holland March. What’s more, he’s got a pre-teenage daughter, Holly (Angourie Rice), who winds up being his everything – secretary, conscience, chauffeur, witness, you name it – and the way the two Marches talk to each other seems to switch with Holly’s role at the time. If she needs him to kick it into gear and get off his ass, there’s a lot of sharp dialogue between them. If they need to have a tender moment as father and daughter, there’s that, too. Need the story explained to you? They’ll do it as detective and sidekick. This seems to be the shrug-it-off coping mechanism they use to deal with the offscreen death of Holland’s wife.

DC Movie Critics, DC Movie Reviews, DC Film Critics, Eddie Pasa, Michael Parsons, Movie Critics, Film CriticsThere’s the setup; with this amount of talent, you figure Black’s got it in him to give it to us with everything he’s got, right? Well, he does, if only in fits and starts; there are laughs, but very few of the kinds of laughs you’ll find in Kiss Kiss Bang Bang. Then again, The Nice Guys is a wholly different movie, but it’s not out of the realm of reason to hope for some of the same Black magic again, is it? Here lies my problem with The Nice Guys: it’s not enough of any one element to make it firmly in one court or another. It defies expectations by defying genres. It’s funny in places, but not funny enough to be a comedy. There’s action, but not enough to warrant the “action movie” moniker. Drama is also inherent, but it’s waved off almost as quickly as it appears.

What’s the point of this whole movie, then? The two heavies encounter Amelia (Margaret Qualley) – March is looking for her, Healy’s being paid to tell March to back off (albeit mistakenly) – who draws them closer and closer to a conspiracy that could affect the lives of every American in the 1970s. The players range from hitmen (Matt Bomer) to government officials (Kim Basinger) to a porn star (Murielle Telio) on down to our heroes, March and Healy, all of whom get caught up in a web of betrayals, protests, double-dealings, and murder most foul.

DC Movie Critics, DC Movie Reviews, DC Film Critics, Eddie Pasa, Michael Parsons, Movie Critics, Film CriticsIt’s hard to take anything seriously in this movie, and maybe that’s where the comedy lies; however, its lack of any kind of esprit bothers me. Gosling’s yippy portrayal of a widowed drunk father tries to alleviate the brooding weight of Crowe’s Healy, contrasting March’s slick moves with Healy’s brute force. But then they bring the daughter into everything, and what starts to become a fairly decent buddy-detective flick gets hamstrung by this sudden baggage we’re expected to care for and adore, and this also brings me to another point of contention with the film.

The Nice Guys opens with an unnamed child rooting around in his parents’ bedroom for a porno magazine, only to have a car smashing through his house, the driver of which turns out to be centerfold of the magazine he’s holding. Also, Holly March, a constant thorn in her father’s side as far as listening to him whenever he says “Stay home,” winds up at a party hosted by a porno producer and is seen watching adult movies alongside one of the actresses currently on the TV they’re viewing. My point? Children seem to be afterthoughts, clumsily put into precarious and vile situations for laughs. And when that’s not enough, they’re thrown through windows and shot at. It’s rather uncomfortable, and while I’m not a prude, I’m not entirely on board with what I perceived to be lazy, do-it-just-to-do-it writing. This kind of comedy reaches too easily for the laughs – and, to be sure, it attains some – and doesn’t delve deeper into the characters Black and co-writer Anthony Bagarozzi want us to get behind.

DC Movie Critics, DC Movie Reviews, DC Film Critics, Eddie Pasa, Michael Parsons, Movie Critics, Film CriticsInstead, we’re left viewing what could very well be another story found in Paul Thomas Anderson’s Boogie Nights, an epic film set in the ’70s porno world. The glamour, glitz, and notoriety are all there; it’s just a case of bad luck that our heroes – really, anti-heroes – have to jump in and swim with the fishes. Crowe’s Healy is shown to be a man who doesn’t need the bottle or a gun to be a badass; he just is, but the several character moments he’s given barely flesh out the type of man Black and Bagarozzi hope we believe he is. Holland March is given the lion’s share of the development, as his story seems to be the more funny of the bunch, considering his coward-like tics and just-beneath-the-surface benevolence and hidden bravery.

Look, I get it. Writers and directors known for doing strong work aren’t always going to show us the same thing every time, and I can appreciate that. However, when the name “Shane Black” appears on the production credits, it usually means snappy dialogue and characters who leave you rooting for them almost as soon as the movie starts. With The Nice Guys, he almost seems to want to turn that on its head and defy his own mythos by giving us a bare-bones structure and easy laughs. It’s not as smart as his previous turns, and it’s definitely not his best outing as both writer and director. However, by not going with his standard route, he might just be giving us something new and fresh. Doesn’t feel that way, but I think with a second viewing, it just might.

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