Rating: 




In 1995, Christopher McQuarrie gave us a little film called The Usual Suspects which ultimately became his first (and only, to date) Oscar win. Flash-forward to 2012, and the man is now also sitting in the director’s chair with a tensed-up, lightning fast Tom Cruise mechanically taking down the villainous duo of Werner Herzog and Jai Courtney in Jack Reacher.
It’s a tough call with Cruise. He’s an actor who, 99% of the time, is the best thing on screen in his films, even if the picture itself is less than gratuitously good. He’s been both the heavy lead and the small-part scene-stealer (2008’s Tropic Thunder), so it’s really stopped becoming a question of if Cruise is going to be “good” in a film. He’s very much become a presence that embodies a character without fully committing to it; that mix of Robert Downey Jr.’s monotonous-but-fantastic delivery with Brad Pitt’s magician-like persona that sort of molds into a specific character. He’s the actor you see the entire run-time, but he’s also somehow convinced you that he’s very much the character. And he’s good here, as always. By all means, if Tom Cruise needed it, Jack Reacher does for Cruise what Taken did for Liam Neeson.
As far as the rest of the cast goes, Herzog is a new shade of brilliance. The director, famous for his documentaries, is cruelly sedated and transfixed with purpose. He’s really delegated to do nothing but scowl and gutturally threaten those beneath him, but his transformation from bit-part to pack-leader is purely defined in presence, something most action movies attempt to do, but quickly scrap. And that’s really both a testament to his unwavering and scary delivery and casting director Mindy Marin’s eye for talent. Pike, Courtney, Jenkins, and Duvall all turn in veteran performances without being too glossy or too melodramatic. They’re a cast of perfect support for this film that’s only major sufferance lies in scope. No one feels like they’re phoning it in, and no one’s gunning for the Oscar. It’s a film that very much knows its identity.
We are currently seeking Film contributors on WhatCulture. To find out more about the perks of being a Film contributor, click here.










4 Comments
The force-feeding continues.
After the audience and I who saw the trailer for Jack Reacher stopped laughing, I realized a few things. One: HE IS NO STEVE MCQUEEN. Then, I realized I had seen someone trying hard to sell their “star” as someone so tough, it would make Dirty Harry die of laughter–HE IS NO CLINT EASTWOOD. Then, I recalled another cringe-worthy piece of “reporting” from a few weeks ago, that he was planning on remaking The Magnificent Seven, with himself in the lead role, and realized–HE IS NO YUL BRYNNER.
But whatever his camp wishes to force-feed us, there are still plenty of cinema-goers who are not going to spend a dime on this “comedy.” BTW, another spin piece on him being the “highest paid” last year–is that salary or earnings (makes a difference considering others were paid higher salaries)?
Also, this controversy DID occur before, with Ann Rice, who felt “Huck Finn” was playing her character; that controversy was gone, after Ms. Rice was to receive a considerable monetary deal for the adaptation with Cruise.
Rock of Ages bombed. MI4 earned most of its money overseas, especially in places such as China, where most well-crafted US action films make a profit, regardless of its star. And why, why–do we have to keep being bombarded with PR-placed “theories” as to whether or not audiences will choose to see his films or not because of what they feel about his personal life? Is it not possible that they choose to not see his films simply because they have little interest or have a distaste for the films themselves?
“Doing all his own stunts.” Please. The insurance and production would never allow it. And why not give the credit to his stunt people who are very hard-working, too (and more humble)?
Lessons learned: Question what you read now more than ever in this digital age, and don’t be afraid to laugh out loud in a movie theater.
…wait, why are you here?
Apparently Jack Reacher was originally described to be about 6ft.1 in the Lee Childs novel…. Tom Cruise is 5ft.7!
“I’m going to kill you and drink your blood through a boot” – watching Tom Cruise deliver this line surely ranks up in some of his best cinematic moments of all time.