Tremendous genre film with tense atmosphere Sometimes, the best films are those that struggle for ages to find a distributor before being eventually plucked from obscurity and then finding both an audience and critical acclaim. Luckily for us, The Yards has now, after numerous attempts, at last found a slot in our busy cinema programme. It might not be an extreme case, but no print of The Yards had hitherto made it to Luxembourg's screens, despite plenty of advertising. Now it is on, though, and it was well worth the wait.
The film concentrates on ex-convict Leo (Mark Wahlberg), a pretty dumb (`I'm not too good with words') but normal member of the Handler family, a family that includes his longtime friend Willie Gutierrez (Joaquin Phoenix), cousin Erica (Charlize Theron) and corrupt Uncle Frank (James Caan), the latter being head of the company that controls most of the NY railways. After a botched sabotage at the railway sidings (`the Yards') in Queens, Leo takes the brunt for his friends' failure and gets into serious trouble with the police. And, at the same time, he is in the middle of a love triangle too.
The Yards really is nothing more than a genre film that is, if you want to call the mafia-film an established genre. The basic scenario is not far removed from any of the luminary films of the mafia genre. There are elements of The Godfather, of course, and like all these films, the story is one of a whole family caught up in the dirty business of, no, not narcotics or booze, but the slightly less illustrious world of control over the New York subway. And plenty of people get ` whacked'.
Writer-director James Gray, whose only previous directing credit is for hitman-portrayal Little Odessa, has assembled one of the best cast lists you'll have seen for ages. `Marky Mark' Wahlberg is for once not overshadowed by his fellow actors or by computer-generated gadgetry. He is perfect in the role of the innocent-looking ex-convict and, considering his surroundings, relative softie. True, he sports just one expression for the entire running-time of the film, but it is a convincing one. His screen-friend Joaquin Phoenix just keeps on surprising with consistently great performances (see Quills for his best outing yet). With a face like his, the danger is of being continually type-cast (as the nasty villain of course), but he has already conquered adversity to pick up some of the most fascinating parts on offer. Alongside these young guns, there is a treat for the lads too: Charlize Theron is as good and as beautiful as usual. But they only make up half of what is a terrific ensemble, with leading ladies (and a leading man) from Hollywood's recent past all playing their part. It's a treat for all died-in-the-wool cinemagoers to see Ellen Burstyn, Faye Dunaway and James Caan in one and the same tremendous movie.
The Yards is essentially The Godfather (James Caan's name in the credits provides the obvious link) on a smaller and, dare one say, more realistic scale. Here the players don't all wear dark suits, preferring baggy shell-suits instead. And the obvious accents, while not as strong as those of Don Corleone & Co, are still there. There is always a subtle hint of Coppola/Scorsese in this film, be it only a snatch of music or a certain camera angle. The Yards is a film that is aware of its genre, but that is one of its great strengths: it takes the conventions and uses them to great effect in what is a very personal look at the mafia and the way it is portrayed in the cinema.
But The Yards' great forte is the tense, and intense, atmosphere that it manages to keep up throughout. The narrative structure is pretty classic, but the film has all the things that, taken together, make up a great movie: subtle script, superb performances, music, lighting, editing etc. This is undoubtedly one of the best films of the year.