Edmond Movie Review
Based on the play by David Mamet, Edmond is a shocking portrayal of a man on the edge. William H. Macy turns in a frightfully good performance as the title character, a man who has lost his wife and is looking to vent his frustrations on the world. But when a man who has been bottling things up for decades finally unleashes, things can go from bad to worse in a second.
Macy is absolutely stellar in the lead, although that should come to no surprise. An actor who has consistently delivered amazing performances for years, often in thankless roles, Macy continues to shine in his rare leading roles. Macy plays nice but troubled characters very well, and Edmond certainly takes the cake. He starts out just looking for a good time, going from bar to bar, brothel to brothel looking for a place that won't rip him off - but no matter where he looks, he feels people are taking advantage of him. When he finally meets a young bartender (Julia Stiles) who actually takes an interest in him, he finally relaxes - but not in the way anyone would expect.
I love movies that change gears completely in a single scene, and Edmond is one of those films. Not knowing what to expect of the film, Edmond winds along as Macy goes from place to place looking for an "encounter" - good, but certainly not thrilling. Director Stuart Gordon, whose only claim to fame is 1985's Re-Animator, does a surprisingly good job in keeping the audience engaged, although Macy is so good it's hard to take your eyes off him. But no matter how good the movie is, there is one scene that actually blew me away, and changed everything. I actually said "Oh, shit" out loud.
Edmond is a memorable psychological drama that boasts a tremendous performance from William H. Macy and a moving story by David Mamet.
Review by Erik Samdahl unless otherwise indicated.