Animal Kingdom - Excellent conception, muddy execution. Even though there was a lot more plotting in this than the film I reviled here a coupla wks ago (Blue Valentine), I had much the same problem with it. The director chose to portray the messiness of crim life by making the dramatics equally messy. I know i'm an old fart for requiring highly-conceived structure & dialogue when so many appear to have embraced naturalism and organic performance in place of classic forms, but i cant let go of the feeling that "behavior" is the job of actors & "perspective" is the job of writers & directors and that no movie is complete without both. I fear it all is starting to pass me by, but it still stinks of laziness to me.
That could be why i spent most of the 2nd half thinking what a wonderful premise for a play this would be. SPOILER - A teen orphaned into having to board at the home/headquarters of a crime family, with the story of the demise of the enterprise told by the comings & goings of cops & robbers from the house. When the innocent witnesses too much of the guilty, the family is forced to wonder if the "thickness" of blood is diluted by generation. Arthur Miller meets The Godfather. Not a doubt in my mind that Mama Smurf (matriarch of the family, slipperily played by Oscar-nominated Jacki Weaver) could be as great a character as Willie Loman or Blanche DuBois in the hands of the right playwright.
Anyway, much good movie-making up in here, if not particularly my kind. 3.2/5