The Revolver Download

The Revolver Download

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The Revolver Download

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Jake Green is a hotshot gambler, long on audacity and short on common sense. He's rarely allowed to play in any casino because he is a winner. Jake has taken in so much money over the years, he is the only client of his accountant and older brother Billy. One night, Jake, Billy and their other brother Joe are invited to sit in on a private game, where Jake is expected to lose to Dorothy Macha, a crime boss and local casino owner who can't play for squat, but always wins because people are too scared to beat him. Jake isn't afraid of Macha, and not only beats Dorothy in a quick game of chance, but takes every possible opportunity to insult the man. Jake and his brothers leave the game, and Macha puts out the order for a hit on Jake, who ends up working for and being protected by a pair of brothers, Avi and Zack, who are out to take Macha down.
Gambler Jake Green enters into a game with potentially deadly consequences.
The greatest enemy hides in you. He makes you think he does not exist by pretending to be your friend. By pretending to be you. He drives your evil passions but he tells you that you are in control. Really, he controls you. You listen to him as he makes choices for you and lets you believe that you are making those choices for yourself. Once you know who he is and how he operates, defeating him is simply a matter of saying no.<br/><br/>That is the message of the movie. It is not a message I agree with with because I do not believe that we can just say no all on our own. The devil within is a spiritual being controlling the drives of a flesh and blood being. To defeat him requires a spiritual birth. It requires becoming a new person. That requires a power higher and more powerful than the devil within and as people, we simply do not have that power.<br/><br/>But...., God does.<br/><br/>We cannot be born again of the will of man. Only by the will of God by the Son of God.<br/><br/>This is a powerful movie that gets close to the truth but never sees the truth. If you watch it and get it, then you are in the same place as the movie (the story) itself..., unless you have met, the Son of God. If that is the case, then you are in a higher place and know more of the story than this movie tells.
The first hour or so of this movie is brilliant. The fast paced dialogue, the trying to figure out who is doing the manipulating, the acting; all good. But the last portion is a mess making the movie almost unwatchable.<br/><br/>Jason Statham is well cast and as always, fun to watch. So are Ray Liotta, Vincent Pastore (Big Pussy from Soprano&#39;s) and André Benjamin (Outcast). Actually, I think André is heading in the same direction as Wil Smith. He is that good.<br/><br/>But it is not the acting that tanks this picture, it is the twist at the end: it just does not make any sense. Having a twist is a good thing: when we find out that Roger &#39;Verbal&#39; Kint is in fact Keyser Soze, it is a great moment in movie history. But what makes it great is that fact that when you re watch the The Usual Suspects, it holds up. Verbal spun a yarn full of truths and conjured up facts from a billboard. But at the end of the day, the movie, his character, and the events that took place, real or imagined, made sense and we could buy in. Guy Ritchie on the other hand throws in a twist that leaves the viewer feeling like they left the theatre for a moment and came back into the wrong picture. Jake is Macha is Zach is Avi? Or is Jake just Zach and Avi? Does Jake exists or is it Macha that does not exist? I know who Keyser Soze is, but who the hell is Jake? Intelligent movies are the best ones. Leaving the audience pondering what happened and having to put the pieces back together makes for an interesting and enjoyable experience. However, Revolver does not provide us with this enjoyment. It simply and abruptly ends with more confusion than questions that one can answer.<br/><br/>The first part of this movie is well worth watching. The second half though will make you feel like you have one arm sliding down a cheese grader.
It's no return to rock, this, but rather Ritchie's soporific, proggy-conceptual Film of Ideas, with Vivaldi interludes, fussbudget set design, recurrent references to chess, and a hit man inexplicably got up as Tati's Mr. Hulot.
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