Kill List (2011) Dir: Ben Wheatley
Like a film that gets under your skin? You’d be hard pressed to find one more effective than last years Brit chiller Kill List. It’s one of those films that rewards for knowing little about it, so I’ll try not to give too much away.
It’s a film of three distinct acts, starting with a low-key, improv-based domestic drama (unemployment issues, buying the wrong groceries); then, it fulfils the title and seems to become a hitman movie.
The third part drags you into unmistakably horror territory. Some people hate this about the movie. I’d say they weren’t paying attention - because the writing’s on the wall right at the start (more accurately, the back of the bathroom mirror). It’s about the making of a monster.
There’s a couple of toe-curlingly vicious moments - the camera doesn’t flinch from what’s set up, making the audience strangely complicit through witnessing the acts of violence.
To say any more would be to spoil the potency of the piece. Chances are, if you’re like me, you’ll watch it once and end up scratching your head at the end of it (I’ve decided this often means you’ve watched a great movie - cf. Mulholland Dr.). The film works its way into your mind and I doubt you’ll forget it for a couple of days. Little is offered in terms of clear explanation. Give it time - it does eventually make sense.