Finding out that ‘The Drop’ was adapted from a short story begins to explain a few things, for the main complaint I have with the film is that it feels like a lot of floating sub-plots and no real meat to hold it all together. It’s so loosely composed that it somewhat feels empty and hollow, despite having a lot going on.
Sadly, I don’t care about any of it.
Michael R. Roskam’s adaptation of Dennis Lehane’s ‘Animal Rescue’ is a droll film that tries to cover a lot of space with very little storyline, thus stretching itself far too thin and appearing as if it actually had absolutely nothing to say; which it very well may not. The story (or stories) consist of a botched robbery, a shady bar owner, an employee with a past, a girlfriend with baggage and an abused dog. All of these parts create a whole that doesn’t feel like it cares much for any of the parts and so, in the end, I didn’t care about any of it either.
You know, except for that one moment when Tom Hardy gets all ‘tough as nails’ in the bar and delivers the adrenaline shock the film so desperately needed. A little too little too late if you ask me.
I feel like I should have more to say, but I kind of don’t. The cast is truly exceptional and yet no one does anything exceptional here, except for Hardy in that one moment. Gandolfini (rest his soul) is fine, as is Noomi Rapace (she needs a good role, and soon) and Matthias Schoenaerts is as expected (stereotypical at this point), but no one is given enough to work with; sadly. Gandolfini probably has the deepest character arc, but the film doesn’t really care about his character. It’s more concerned with building some kind of tension between Hardy, Schoenaerts and a dog. Poor Rapace is saddled with the ‘stock girlfriend with a past we don’t hear enough about because we’d rather be concerned with your idiot ex-boyfriend’ role, and when all is said and done and realities are revealed we are left with a film that feels shallow and underdeveloped.
Which is an absolute shame.