Though it may seem that way, Spring and Summer aren’t the only release seasons for “high octane” action-packed crime thrillers. And this new mid-February release proves it. It’s packed with cops, gun-wielding “robbers”, and roaring car chases through congested Los Angeles. Yes, it’s very “street-level,” which is a big “change of venue” since the three main leads are multi-film Marvel Cinematic Universe vets, so no powers, just keen skills. And, no, it’s not about them passing on their talents to eager college students in big lecture halls. The triple numbers in the title refer to a very busy California freeway, which is the “route” favored by the main criminal, hence its moniker, CRIME 101.
The story starts in the pre-dawn hours as the three principals begin their “prep” for the day. Sharon Combs (Halle Berry) applies her make-up (almost like “war paint”) to charm another rich jerk into signing an insurance contract with her prestigious “protection” firm. Groggy police detective Lou (Mark Ruffalo) stumbles about in the dark until he begins his bathroom “constitutional” while scrolling the online news concerning another jewelry courier hijacking. And finally, there’s Mike (Chris Hemsworth), who scrubs every loose bit of skin and hair off his body before donning his work attire: crisp white shirt, black suit with tie, and a gun. Using some spiffy high-tech gizmos, he intercepts a big diamond transfer from a grungy downtown shop to swanky Beverly Hills. Mike always displays his weapon, but never fires, as he tries to grab the goods without gunplay. But this morning is different when he nearly takes a bullet. It’s his “come to Jesus” moment, contemplating his future while making an almost clean getaway. Soon, Lou is called in with his partner Tllman (Corey Hawkins) to comb the crime scene. Later, Lou will present his theory on a lone hijacker making hits along the 101 freeway to an uninterested squadroom (and a “by-the-books” captain). As for Sharon, she almost “seals the deal” with the wealthy client, then heads to the office for a staff meeting where she’s assigned that same robbery, while her morning “gig” is handed off to the newly-hired, much younger saleslady. Oh, and the higher-ups tell Sharon that they need to table her promotion request (“Let’s put a pin in it”). As the “heat” starts to die down, Mike makes the “ice” tranfer to his long-time connection/ fence Money (Nick Nolte). They discuss the unplanned gunplay during the last job, with Mike stating that he wants “out” after the next score. Money then meets with another “staffer”, Ormon (Barry Keoghan), a violent biker with a hair-trigger. Money thinks Mike has lost his “nerve” and assigns that next job to him. Plus Money thinks that Mike is planning his own “big score” and orders Ormon to tail him and scoop up the “spoils”. He’s right, as Mike’s “side project” before he “gets out of the game” will involve Sharon, and eventually Lou and the deranged Omron. Could this truly be Mike’s “last score”, in more ways than one?
Well, this is quite a dramatic turn from the main trio’s heroic roles in the MCU. The story’s real center is the mysterious Mike (if that is his real name) played with heavy gravitas by Hemsworth. There’s nothing of the affable “thunder god” to be found in the somber, stoic “soldier thief” as his pre-job ritual is almost like donning a uniform before battle. With his clipped delivery and downturned eyes. Hemsworth conveys that Mike is not only on the run from the law, but he’s trying to escape his troubled past. We do get a glimpse of his vulnerability and his yearning for human connection through his blossoming romance with Maya, played by the talented Monica Barbaro (superb as Joan Baez in A COMPLETE UNKNOWN). She’s trying to pierce his protective hide, but Mike can’t doff his emotional armor. His “Javert”, Lou has his own internal conflicts. Ruffalo tones down his usual superior intellectual persona to convey the “working stiff” quality of this beaten-down “seen it all” cop, who, like Mike, also has a yearning to break free of his dodrums that have inspired too many bad habits (smoking, boozing, being out of shape), and feeling the need to start anew after an unexpected end to his marriage. Unfortunately, we only see his wife in a diner break-up scene, so the talented Jennifer Jason-Leigh is woefully underutilized (maybe much of her work is on the cutting-room floor). What a pleasure to see Ms. Berry again, here using her acting skills to give us a seasoned professional (her maturity factors in quite a lot) who is a cog caught in the gears of a greedy, chauvinistic machine that seems to delight in squandering her spirit until she’s pushed aside for a shiny, new model. Berry shows the sparkle in her eyes when a chance to break out of the “boys club” appears as a way to end her frustration. The film’s real “wild card” is Keoghan, who makes Ormon an unpredictable demon of destruction, a devil in punk-ish bleached-blonde hair. Nolte is settling into these veteran character roles well, as he croaks out sinister threats and orders. Hawkins is very good as Lou’s cynical buddy partner, who wants to avoid his career path. And this serious tone is lightened a touch by the comedic performance of Tate Donovan as the “too much dough for his own good” millionaire “mark”.
They’re all directed by Bart Layton, who also adapted the Don Winslow novella, though it feels like this is from a weightier tome. Maybe that’s due to the pacing problems, which contribute to it needing a good twenty-minute trim. There are too many little subplots that don’t really contribute much, especially as Lou deals with lots of either disinterested or downright dirty cops right out of SERPICO-style flicks. And the whole crumbling-marriage asides feel distracting from the cat-and-mouse action sequences. And they are pretty solid as Mike zips his sleek cars (especially a cherry green classic Mustang) all around day and night LA (the latter is a great backdrop for a pursuit of cycle-soaring Ormon). Luckily, this superb trio of actors keeps our interest high even as the end results fail to emulate (and it really tries) the cool caper crime flicks like THIEF, HEAT, and DRIVE (and maybe BABY DRIVER, too). So, all the fans of furious, fast auto exploits will get their adrenaline fix before the big Summer action blockbusters, but their patience and endurance will be sorely tested by the fuzzy, meandering of the many detours of the slickly made (the familiar LA locations are given a high-gloss sheen) CRIME 101.
2.5 Out of 4
CRIME 101 is now playing in theatres everywhere
