Monday, 15 February 2016
From the director that brought us the most impressive movie Prisoners, who happens to be the director assigned to bring us the sequel to Blade Runner, comes Sicario - literally, assassin. What it is all about, though, is a grotesque caricature mirroring America's futile war on drugs.
We follow multiple characters starting off with an FBI swat bust, led by Emily Blunt. Her character is the goodie we're meant to identify with; the one that controls her use of power. However, in an effort to make a dent with the Mexican drug cartels, she is joined by a mysterious American guy with plenty of string pulling power (Josh Brolin), including access to Delta Force soldiers. Amongst others he utilises the services of an even more mysterious character portrayed by Benicio Del Toro. With the latter, we really have no idea who he is and what he stands for. Together they all adventure into Mexico to kill some people.
Sicario offers an artistic, somewhat surrealistic, view on the war on drugs. Affairs are clearly meant to demonstrate both its futility and the similarities between "us" and "them". I appreciate that, I do; but what I do not appreciate are the not so well developed characters the movie keeps skipping between None gets the time they deserve, really. Neither did I revel at the unlikely turn of events.
Ultimately, Siccario serves as an actors' tool. Blunt gets to play tough again, the way she did in Edge of Tomorrow (not that there's anything wrong with that), and Del Toro plays a true bad-ass.
Overall: Full of pretence but too artistic for its own good, I did not think Sicario deserves more than 3 out of 5 crabs.