RiverRun International Film Festival
“The Iceman” is everything you would expect from a period gangster film like ”GoodFellas,” only with none of the rush of excitement and energy you get from Scorsese’s classic. Director Ariel Vromen’s color-by-numbers genre pic is the epitome of middling, average entertainment. Its full-fledged adoption of tropes led me to think less about “The Iceman” itself and more about where I might have seen that scene play out before.
Usually gangster movies are propelled by strong characterization, particularly the protagonist. ”The Iceman” settles for lazy caricaturization where everyone just plays out the stereotypes, including Michael Shannon as the titular assassin Richard Kuklinski. Over three decades in organized crime, he takes over 100 lives … all while his beautiful wife Deborah, played by Winona Ryder, doesn’t age a day!
Shannon is a magnetic performer, particularly playing troubled and unstable characters like John Givings in “Revolutionary Road” or Curtis LaForche in “Take Shelter.” His work in “The Iceman” can’t hold a candle to these prior tour de forces, largely because Kuklinski is so poorly written that I doubt Jack Nicholson could make it work.
And Kuklinski is the best written character of the bunch, I might add. It could also be bad casting, but cameo appearances by James Franco as a pornographer and Stephen Dorff as Kuklinski’s brother were truly bizarre and out of place. Roy Demeo, Ray Liotta’s character, proves the actor is more than willing to become his own worst imitator. And I can’t even go there with Chris Evans, Captain America himself, as Robert Pronge, the shaggy-haired and cold-blooded ice cream man, or David Schwimmer as moustache-laden hitman Josh Rosenthal.
Without a compelling character at its center, why even bother watching a movie? Particularly one that is so largely based around relationships? I’d recommend not watching “The Iceman” and instead popping in “GoodFellas” or “Pulp Fiction” again. Moreover, the film’s ability to delude itself into believing its own importance made me yearn for another gangster movie, “Analyze This,” where the same types of characters mix and mingle. Only instead of being played for drama as in “The Iceman,” it’s played for laughs. C /