A Time to Kill Review
by Michael Redman (mredman AT bvoice DOT com)August 20th, 1996
A TIME TO KILL
A film review by Michael Redman
Copyright 1996 Michael Redman
*** (out of ****)
Strongly reminiscent of "To Kill A Mockingbird", this is an incongruent combination of riveting performances, a controversial topic, compelling tear-jerking, one dimensional characters and overly simplistic political statements. The film is based on John Grisman's first novel, and feels much like the rest of his books turned films ("The Firm", "Pelican Brief", "The Client").
A young black girl is brutally raped, beaten and left for dead by two southern rednecks. Arrested and lead through the courthouse, they are gunned down by the girl's father, Carl Lee Hailey (Samuel L. Jackson) who has learned they would probably be released in less than 10 years because she is black and they are white. The remainder of the two-and-a-half hour film features his trial and the question of whether a black man can get a fair trial in Mississippi with an all-white jury. Hailey's white lawyer Jake Brigance is played by Matthew McConaughey, Hollywood's latest instant star and the focus of the film. In a twist, this particular golden boy's hype is justified and he is one of the high points of the movie. Aided by his alcoholic mentor (Donald Sutherland), sleazy buddy (Oliver Platt) and sexy plucky northern legal aide (Sandra Bullock); Brigance sets out to find a way out of what looks like a no-win situation.
The film addresses heavy questions concerning racism in a bizarre mix of some very human situations and a few cartoonish scenes. Jackson gives a great performance in his talks with McConaughey concerning his view of black and white relations. Contrast this with the caricature of the self-serving NAACP representatives and the cinematic short-cut of white racism as evidenced by the KKK, both of which are peopled by cardboard characters.
The acting and casting are also a mixed bag. Jackson and McConaughey are notable in their roles. Bullock, a personal unfavorite, turns in one of her better performances (faint praise indeed), but for a strong female role, she is sure dressed as if she=B9s fulfilling the babe role. It=B9s entertaining to see Donald Sutherland on one side and son Keifer on the other, but they are both one-note characters. Sutherland The Younger is a KKK member in yet another of his (surprise!) psycho roles.
Platt has a fascinating screen presence and could have contributed much to the film, but is casted in a throwaway role. There are far too many characters who clutter up the story and could have been dropped from the movie without affecting the story at all.
The strong acting makes up for the film's flaws, but leaves you wondering how it would have worked if the rest of the elements had measured up.
[This appeared in "The Bloomington Voice", Bloomington, Indiana, 8/15/96. Michael Redman can be reached at [email protected]]
Originally posted in the rec.arts.movies.reviews newsgroup. Copyright belongs to original author unless otherwise stated. We take no responsibilities nor do we endorse the contents of this review.
