Beckett

Present day Greece. An irresponsible Afro-American goes on a nighttime drive without drinking a Red Bull before setting off. Falls asleep, crashes, plowing through a building, killing his wife/girlfriend who irresponsibly did not fasten her seatbelt. Before he faints he sees a carrot-top kid. When making his police statement he lets this insignificant piece of information slip and, suddenly, everybody wants to kill him and he has to run for dear life. Ironically, shortly before that he had decided to commit suicide out of solidarity. A 70s-based conspiratorial chase through the picturesque landscape of the Peloponnese, spiced up with political intrigue. The unfortunately unlikeable hero who behaves like a cretin most of the time miraculously escapes his pursuers and picks up snippets of information to help him solve his situation brings the whole thing down. The screenplay oscillates between an action B-movie and a artsy Euro movie = doesn’t make much sense. After Tenet, this is a step in entirely the wrong direction for Washington. (07/02/2022)