This
film would not have been possible twenty-five years ago. Without the advent of
cell phones, a long dark night of the soul spent on England’s motorways would
not offer much drama. Fortunately, Ivan
Locke is a plugged-in guy, but he will suffer through a series of uncomfortable
calls in Steven Knight’s Locke (clip here), which screens
during this year’s Sundance Film Festival.
Locke
is a construction supervisor who takes pride in doing things the right
way. However, he has made a mistake that
will be hard to put right. Acknowledging his responsibility, Locke is driving
to London, where a woman who is not his wife will soon enter into labor. This
is a really bad time for it. In addition to fielding tough questions from his
wife and their two sons, Locke is expected to oversee the pouring of the
concrete foundation for a major new high rise. Having gone AWOL, Locke is
pretty much fired, but he is determined to guide his loyal subordinate Donal
through the process, for the sake of the project. Of course, complications
arise, at the work site, the hospital, and the home front.
If
nothing else, Locke should go down in
history as the definitive film on the intricacies of concrete construction techniques. It really is educational. Happily, it also
has Tom Hardy, putting on an acting clinic behind the wheel of Locke’s BMW. He goes through a full spectrum of emotions,
but he never indulgences in cheap Streepian histrionics. This is a performance that pulls viewers into
the man’s psyche, rather than obsessing over ticks and twitches.
Even
though Locke is essentially a one man
show, Hardy gets some nice assists from a talented voice cast literally phoning
in their supporting turn. Andrew Scott
(Moriarty in the BBC-PBS Sherlock) is
a particular stand out as Donal, often delivering some welcome and effective
comic relief.