Starring: Alexis Bledel, Saoirse Rona, and
Directed (and written) by: Geoffrey Fletcher
a fresh kind of crazy-ass chickbabes driven film! This could
be a one word review frankly: Awesome…But, that wouldn’t
do director and writer Geoffrey Fletcher credit enough for
delivering a real interesting couple of hours to this film
goes…Two angelic young ladies are introduced as
the film starts. You know something is off with them just
not quite what. They are making small talk as the meander
through the streets dressed as nuns with pizzas in their arms;
not, you shall see soon enough. These habit-wearing vixens
are packing more than stuffed crust pies. Violet (Alexis Bledel)
and Daisy (Saoirse Ronan), are professional hit men –
albeit they each look about twelve - and come complete with
a bubble gum popping persona. Yet, don’t let the doe-eyed
gaze and petite frames fool you. You'll discover faster than
you can say what the fu...that this double dose of danger
are really into what they are doing.
plot would have it, their next job, called easy, turns out
to be not so much so. The hit known simply as "Him"
(James Gandolfini) has ripped off their Boss and the duo are
to 86 him pronto.
best laid plans right? Well, they – literally –
fall asleep on the job, and the Him gets the upper hand on
the dosing damsels. And we are off on the ride. As rivalries
and since-your-so-close-to-death-may-as-well-be-honest conversations
keep the film moving forward like a staple gun at a craft
characters are rich and deeply carved; they could be in that
secret contacts list that only people called simply “Boss”
have at their finger tips. And, women drive the leads making
the whole film fresh and, oddly, empowering for women. You
really have to see the work to get that statement ; for this
reviewer to sound less pro-killer.
whole cast and crew have dressed, spoken and set the scene
for the script perfectly. The performances by Bledel and Ronan
utterly superb; Bledel has that whole sociopathic/ psychopathic
calmness down and twinkling in the eyes, while Ronan plays
with her gal smarter-than-she-acts and possibly able to dig
out of the grave-fillin' for profits racket while also, frequently,
dolloping in helpings of chilling indifference. Watch out
for those two gals...hopefully, they each have long careers
ahead for themselves.
Gandolfini, here a third lead, the bass to the trio if you
will, expertly wields his character's state of mind. He passed
on, but in this performance Gandolfini he has left us to remember
how wonderfully he could walk his own wire of everyday guy.
How he was a maestro of great secrets seen in the flash of
a brow and undertones layered deep below a smile or smirk.
He also knew a good script when he read it.
writer director Geoffrey Fletcher has made a helluva film
here. Violet & Daisy is quirky enough for indie
film fans to savior and on mark for any crime genre fans outside
of that big-budget cookie cutter crap. Plus, the smooth story-telling
by the actors walking about in their characters could make
this film a lasting new classic; a Pulp Fiction for
the girls is a fair thing to say, but the film seem to beg
to not to be compared, but stand proudly aside.