IMAGE: Magnolia Pictures
Willem Dafoe hunts a rare tiger in the jungles of Tasmania? Sign me the fuck up! Like The Grey,
whose trailer insinuated Liam Neeson would spend the movie killing
wolves with his bare hands, a one-line synopsis of Daniel Nettheim’s
outback thriller The Hunter suggests a crazed free-for-all
that may or may not end with Dafoe devouring the still-beating heart of
his four-legged foe. It doesn’t quite turn out that way. Instead of
depicting a crazed descent into primal madness, the film winds up the
story of regained humanity, with Dafoe giving a largely internalized
performance, played through his eyes and the deep trenches carved into
his skin.
- Showing at: Mission Theater.
- Best paired with: Terminator Stout.
- Also showing: The Killing (Laurelhurst).
