Let’s be honest, watching a bloke
drive down the M40 for an hour and a half hardly qualifies as high octane
filmmaking. And yet, in the hands of screenwriter-turned director Stephen
Knight, Locke turns out to be one of
the must-see films of the year. There are no car chases or explosions here,
just a quietly brilliant Tom Hardy making a series of fraught calls on what is
set to be the worst night of his life. Hardy’s tender performance brings a minimalist
but powerful screenplay to life, although Knight is guilty of indulging in what
is rapidly becoming a big no no in Hollywood scripts, i.e. the heart-to-heart
conversation with an imaginary character. Seriously, this needs to stop.
4/5
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