Directed
by: Alexandros Avranas, Starring: Jim Carrey, Charlotte Gainsbourg, Marton
Csokas. Crime/Drama/Thriller, Poland 2016, 89mins, Cert 18.
The last film I
saw which starred Jim Carrey was MR POPPER’S PENGUINS. I liked that film far
more than DARK CRIMES. Based on an article in ‘The New Yorker’ magazine, the
script adds a fictional final twist which can be seen from a mile off in spite
of the murky cinematography which accompanies this dour, ponderously paced, (non)thriller.
A wealthy
businessman is murdered after attending a BDSM underground club called ‘The
Cage’. Unsolved for a year, disgraced near-to-retirement detective Tadek (Jim
Carrey) reopens the investigation partly to regain some of his lost honour, and
partly to get one over on his superior. Kozlow, a controversial novelist
(Marton Csokas), releases an audio book which appears to chronicle details
concerning the murder which were never made public. Detective Tadek sets his
sights on the author employing decidedly underhand tactics in order to get a
confession out of him. In fact, so blinkered is Tadek in his pursuit that he
fails to notice the toll his obsession is taking on his wife, daughter, and
elderly dependent mother.
Straining with
every sinew to suppress even a hint of expression, Jim Carrey is a shadow of his
former self, even his beard emotes more. To be fair the script is so
underwritten there’s little to get his teeth into, and minimal dialogue for his
attempted Polish accent, although I did like the methodical way he clinically
dissected his bacon and eggs in the morning.
Charlotte
Gainsbourg steals the film as the author’s on/off girlfriend Kasia, displaying
a searing vulnerable rawness of emotion. In one key scene, her bare shoulders
alone out act Carrey, and I wondered whether the narrative might have worked better
had her character been the central focus rather than Carrey’s (under)hardboiled
detective.
The ‘18’
certificate is briefly earned through some glimpses of naked female torture and
humiliation and a couple of frankly ludicrously staged sex-scenes, one of which
features Carrey in a singularly unconvincing attempt to convey his moral
degradation.
DARK CRIMES is a
dark film: literally. Unfortunately, it’s under lit lack of colour extends into
every aspect and as a result the final fictionalised reveal deserves little
more than a shrugged ‘so-what?’ And as to why Carrey chose this underwhelming
vehicle in the first place, frankly I’m completely in the dark.
**(out of 5*)
Paul Worts
This review was first published by FRIGHTFEST.