The formula for the Aussie crime caper movie doesn't change much, the main variable being the amount of violence and gore. 'Two Hands' had plenty of both. This film, scripted by Chris Nyst, is light on the violence and strong on humour. As usual, the good bad guys beat the bad good guys (and the really bad bad guys) with some thrills and spills along the way. David Wenham puts in a standout supporting performance as no-hoper junkie Johnny Spitieri. It's not easy to garner sympathy for a character like this but David has us cheering for him nonetheless. . English actor Timothy Spall fits the role of former crook and aspirant restaurant tycoon Darren like a glove. The characters here are all 'gettin' square', or trying to go straight, but as ever, one last heist is required.
The system, of course is stacked against them, despite a pretty and sympathetic probation officer, Annie (Freya Stafford). Officialdom in the person of the Crime Commission is intent on digging up the past in search of revenue rather than convictions, a vindictive and bent policeman (David Field, very nasty) is after them, not to mention Chicka, a local crime lord (Gary Sweet). But of course this varied collection of villains gets their comeuppance and our hero prevails. This is despite the fact that during the Big Heist the cops have the place (a shopping mall) surrounded yet some our guys manage to drive out undetected.
Our hero, as played by Sam Worthington, is effective as the still centre around which the action occurs. He looks good clean-cut, calm, determined, but there's something hollow about him. Most of what we know about him seems to come from others. As a result, the supporting characters steal the show, especially David Wenham's Johnny Spitz. The wasted frame, the daggy clothes and sloppy thongs, the pathetically cheerful demeanour, the utter incompetence all ring true. Even the minor roles are well realised ex-heavyweight boxer Joe Bugner pops up as a reasonably convincing standover man - and there is a wonderfully po-faced performance from someone (David Roberts?) as the crime commission man bureaucratic to his bootstraps.
Sunny Surfers Paradise, Queensland, is used for locations. Both the beauty and tackiness are effectively invoked. There certainly ought to be a bikini car wash at Surfers even if there actually isn't one. I'm sure a Texas Steak nouvelle cuisine restaurant would prosper there also. It's nice to see this light, entertaining and good-natured comedy doing well at the box office. I just hope it doesn't spawn too many imitators.