The Great Escaper: Sir Michael Caine’s Final Role

One of the most incredible things about “The Greatest Generation” is that they never really knew how great they were. Yet, with every passing year, it becomes increasingly apparent to the rest of us (especially Gen X’ers, who have seen who came after). Indeed, at the advanced age of 90, the late Bernard Jordan realized he probably would not live to see the 75^th anniversary of the Normandy landing, so he was determined to attend the 70^th, even if he had to “escape” from his nursing home, which is essentially what he did. Give thanks to the Allied veterans like Jordan who truly saved civilization by watching Oliver Parker’s The Great Escaper, now available on the PBS app.

If this sounds familiar, maybe you already watched Terry Loane’s The Last Rifleman, starring Pierce Brosnan. It also happens to be a worthy film. Both follow similar story arcs, but Parker and screenwriter William Ivory specifically identify their protag as Jordan, a Royal Navy vet, while Brosnan’s Artie Crawford served with the Royal Ulster Rifles.

At 90, Jordan is understandably feeling his age, but not as much as his beloved but ailing wife Irene. She needs the care-giver staff close at hand, but he is sufficiently ambulatory to consider traveling to France. Unfortunately, the home director wasn’t adequately organized to book him into a tour package, if she even tried, so he simply ambles off on his own.

Of course, his service opens many doors and forges an immediate rapport with Arthur Howard-Johnson, a veteran of the RAF. In fact, both Jordan and Howard-Johnson unjustly carry guilt over wartime tragedies beyond their control. Hopefully, their pilgrimage will help them come to terms with their lingering ghosts.

Frankly, both Michael Caine and Brosnan did Jordan equal justice with their performances. It would be hard to favor one over the other. Nevertheless, thematically, Jordan seems like a fitting role for Caine to end his career on (having announced his retirement at an early screening of this film). However, Parker and the special effects team to a vastly superior job of recreating the war during flashback sequences than Loane and his colleagues.

John Standing (who served in WWII and whose ancestor built Bletchley Park) is also truly outstanding as Howard-Johnson. Arguably, his portrayal is even more conflicted and vulnerable than Caine’s work. (Yet, The Last Rifleman similarly boasts John Amos’s moving final screen appearance, as a somewhat analogous character).

King of Thieves: Michael Caine Recruits the Old Gang

They were like a real-life Going in Style, but these retirement aged crooks had sharper elbows. They also pulled off what is considered the biggest heist job in British history. This is the third film version of the unlikely Hatton Garden caper, but the first to reach our shores in any noticeable way. Crime does not pay, not even for seniors, but at least it provides a way to pass the time in James Marsh’s King of Thieves, which releases today on DVD.

Brian Reader didn’t exactly go straight, but he got out of the game relatively on top. Out of his past “known associates,” John “Kenny” Collins is somewhat comfortable, but Terry Perkins, Danny Jones, and Carl Wood are largely scuffling. When “Basil,” a socially awkward security specialist comes to Reader with a potentially lucrative score (a safety deposit company catering to gem merchants), he has no trouble recruiting his old accomplices. The question is whether the recently bereaved Reader’s heart is really in it. Just try doing him dirty and see what happens.

Details of the Hatton Garden heist are still coming to light, even at this late date. Regardless, the Rififi-esque caper business is pretty entertaining, but Joe Penhall’s screenplay focuses more on the subsequent double-crosses.

Of course, the whole point of King is watching Sir Michael Caine do his thing as Reader. He has been stealing jewels in films since before you were born, so show some respect. He’s Michael Bloomin’ Caine and he is terrific as Reader. When he gets hacked off, all that old magic comes back with a vengeance.

As usual, Ray Winstone is as compulsively watchable as ever as the brawler, Jones, while Jim Broadbent takes advantage of the opportunity to finally chew some scenery as the goonish Perkins. Tom Courtenay plays Collins as a bit of a silly duffer, but it is just embarrassing to see Michael Gambon stuck as the butt of jokes as Billy “The Fish” Lincoln, the incontinent fence. Still, there is Caine and Winstone.

Clearly, nobody better understands the appeal of this greybeard A-Team than Marsh because he openly invites nostalgia by incorporating clips from their classic street-smart swinging sixties films, most especially the original Italian Job. British pop-jazz vocalist Jamie Cullum also maintains the cool retro vibe with his groovy, brassy cover of The Killers’ “The Man.”

Harry Brown is still probably the ultimate Michael Caine film, but it is great to see him strut his way through a capery lark, more or less in the tradition of Italian Job and Silver Bears. Recommended for fans of heist movies and the accomplished cast, King of Thieves releases today (3/26) on DVD and BluRay.

Stonehearst Asylum: the Poe Treatment

Dr. Silas Lamb certainly understands the pluses and minuses of corporal punishment and anesthetizing drugs as treatment for lunacy. He is after all based on the superintendent of Poe’s short story “The System of Dr. Tarr and Prof. Fether.” He will indeed reveal a revolutionary and irreversible new treatment to his naïve young colleague. Yes, there has been the proverbial reversal of positions in the remote mental hospital, but the standard of care has arguably increased in Brad Anderson’s Stonehearst Asylum (trailer here), which releases on DVD and BluRay today, from Millennium Entertainment.

Idealistic Dr. Edward Newgate has arrived at Stonehearst determined to talk his way into a job. He has a passion for psychiatric medicine that duly impresses Dr. Lamb, even though he was not expecting a prospective assistant. Although he talks a progressive game, Newgate is rather shocked by Lamb’s indulgent methods. Several of the patients even perform nursing duties and dine with the staff at night. However, he is even more preoccupied with Eliza Graves, the abused wife of a rich and powerful society scion. For her own protection, Lamb promises to keep her safely committed. Of course, Newgate has his own ideas regarding Ms. Graves that become ever more confused when he discovers the real staff chained up in the dungeon.

It goes without saying, but Stonehearst would have been so much more awesome if it had been made by Roger Corman. Anderson and the design team get the trappings right, but they never properly convey an atmosphere of gothic dread nor a flair for cheeky camp. It is sort of like a middling BBC historical drama set in a nut house.

Still, Sir Ben Kingsley gets a spirit of things rather admirably. He certainly is not bashful when it comes to chewing on scenery and freaks out quite convincingly when he has to. Unfortunately, Jim Sturgess and Kate Beckinsale make pretty vanilla Victorians as Newgate and Graves, respectively. Michael Caine and Brendan Gleeson have their moments as more conventionally problematic alienists, but there is only so much they can do. Even David Thewliss seems to be forcing matters as the malevolent groundskeeper known as “Mickey Finn.”

Screenwriter Ben Gangemi is about as faithful to Poe as the classic Corman adaptations, adding a further ironic twist that works well in context. Nevertheless, a costume genre film really ought to be more fun. Instead, Stonehearst is strangely determined to make a serious statement about the shortcomings of the Victorian mental health system, which seems beyond unnecessary at this point. Kingsley is a gamer, but only Poe completists should feel the need to catch up with Stonehearst Asylum, now available on DVD from Millennium Entertainment.

Michael Caine is Harry Brown

There is no genre more misunderstood than the vigilante movie. While the more exploitative can be pretty sadistic, the best are truly characters studies of average people overwhelmed by grief and injustice. They are not cartoonish figures, but people you might know. Their actions stand as an indictment of a society and a criminal justice system that failed to live up to its half of the social contract. The eponymous widower Harry Brown is such a character, poignantly brought to life by Sir Michael Caine in Daniel Barber’s film (trailer here), which opens tomorrow in New York.

A former Royal Marine stationed in Northern Ireland, Harry Brown made a conscious decision to renounce violence when he married his wife. Living in a crime-ridden “estate” (housing project) and stoically facing his wife’s agonizingly slow but imminent demise, Brown has already buried his only child (for reasons never disclosed). He will soon become the most dangerous kind of person: a man with nothing left to lose. Yet he has no murder in his heart.

Brown’s first brush with vigilantism is an undeniably clear cut case of self-defense. While it does start him thinking, he tries to give his targets an “out,” but rather than taking it, they force his hand through their own recklessness and moral bankruptcy. Indeed, as exemplified by Brown, movie vigilantes are the peculiar right-wing variant of literary naturalism, wherein common men are forced by circumstances outside their control to take justice into their own hands.

As Brown, Caine gives a performance that would be a fitting summation of his prolific film career. Not simply a world-weary prophet bemoaning the precipitous decline of civilized society or an old school Eastwoodesque action hero of advanced years, his Harry Brown is a fully-dimensional, fragile human being. Indeed, it is probably one of the most moving screen performances of the year, but many critics simply will not be able to get past the occasional bit of gun play.

Stripping away extraneous detail, Barber focuses like a laser on Brown’s fears and anguish. It is a moody, gritty film more closely akin to the brooding original Death Wish film than its far bloodier and inferior successors. Capturing the oppressive seediness of the estate, Brown has a visceral sense of place. However, for all the social pathologies it catalogues, the film depicts a cruel nihilism that is impossible to explain away or ignore.

Eventually, Harry Brown should be recognized as a minor classic in the much-maligned vigilante genre and might also come to be considered Caine’s definitive film role. It is a film of surprising sensitivity and undeniable immediacy. Highly recommended, it opens tomorrow at the Angelika Film Center and the AMC Empire 25.