By William Wolf

THE MATADOR  Send This Review to a Friend

Pierce Brosnan, best known for his suave James Bond image, makes a sharp turn in the delightfully entertaining new film, “The Matador,” just the ticket to brighten the holiday season and beyond. Brosnan plays a hit man, but one with a devilish sense of humor, a jaunty air, when he isn’t depressed, and a flair for the outrageous. In truth, writer-director Richard Shepard has come up with not just a pleasing comedy but one with a gallows humor twist. In the acting department, there is a major assist from likable Greg Kinnear, and a most amusing contribution by the always dependable Hope Davis. Add to the mix colorful filming in Mexico and you have the ingredients for special escapist fun.

In Alfred Hitchcock’s “Strangers on a Train,” the psychopathic Bruno, played by Robert Walker, asks a few very proper looking ladies how they would kill their husbands if so inclined. The diabolical ideas they come up with amusingly demonstrate that there can be a violent streak in the most unsuspected places.

There is a key scene in “The Matador” in which Brosnan as professional killer Julian Noble turns up at the Denver home of the un-killer-like couple, Kinnear as Danny Wright and Davis as his wife Bean. When she is astonished to learn Julian’s profession, she gets a mischievous look on her face and asks, “Can I see your gun?” It is a wickedly comic moment expressing an intrigue with violence that is important to what is really going on in this clever film.

To rewind a bit, Julian meets Danny in a bar in Mexico, where Danny is trying to close a business deal important to his career and make him a winner instead of a debt-ridden loser, and Julian, who is lonely and spends his spare time boozing and fornicating, insinuates himself into Danny’ life. Danny can’t believe what Julian finally tells him he does for a living. A slick demonstration of how it can be done is a scary but eye-opening experience for Danny. How far will the film go in shaking things up?

The screenplay raises assorted possibilities, which add to the dark comedy aspect, but Shepard as writer and director never loses sight of the entertainment ingredients, whether starting with a comic twist to one of the jobs Julian is assigned or mining humor from the interaction between Julian and Danny, and Julian and Bean. The film moves along at a rapid clip, with droll situations and an element of suspense as well. It never lets you assume what you can expect next.

Phillip Baker Hall has a smooth role as the link between Julian and his hit jobs, and is loyally sympathetic when Julian seems to be losing his touch through burnout.

David Tattersall’s photography stresses the colorful look one can get filming in Mexico City, which adds brightness to a film dealing lightly with as dark a subject as violence. For all of the assorted pleasures in watching “The Matador,” the overriding force is the pleasant surprise of seeing Brosnan so adept at comedy, even to the extent of making a hired killer endearingly sympathetic. “The Matador” may be light comedy on the surface, but it has a very snappy edge with its mischievous examination of human behavior. A Weinstein Company release.

  

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