Review: “Brighton Rock.”

Based on the Graham Greene novel of the same name, Brighton Rock is a wholly unpleasant experience. I do not mean to say the movie is poorly directed or acted: writer/director Rowan Joffe has a flair for brooding imagery, and there are performances from some of the best British actors in the business. But the main character is a contemptible monster and his most important relationship is so unbelievable, it reaches the point of parody. Some scenes ooze with tension, while others are unintentionally funny. Joffe intriguingly explores Greene’s ideas by setting his film in a different time period, yet the movie’s fundamental flaw brings down the entire production along with it.

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