To those of you recently joining Hardy Squad
may I just say a) welcome to victory, and b) might I recommend Locke to you
On offer in Locke is Tom Hardy in a cozy sweater & his nicest beard, serving up top-grade Resting Concerned Face while speaking in an accent that is PURPORTEDLY Welsh, no one believes this, but it’s as melodic as it is odd so like, call it Hardish and just enjoy. Honestly I watched it twice in two days and the second time was pretty much just as a lullaby.
Plot: Locke is the story of a man driving from Birmingham to London while his life crumbles one hands-free phone call at a time. Things that will not distract you from Tom Hardy in this movie:
- scene changes
- other people on screen
because there aren’t any!
The film is tense & emotional, but strung together with that strange hypnotic calm that comes from driving alone at night with the lights of the road sliding over you. It’s an experiment in form as much as it’s an experiment in just how fucking interesting Hardy is on camera. You know how in Fury Road half his lines are just grunts and you’re like, “how is this mumbly dust block so compelling?” That’s the same sort of A-game he brings to shit like having the sniffles while trying to remotely explain where a folder is to a slightly drunk Andrew Scott.
Also, Bonus: you will not be able to help learning things about pouring concrete. You watch this movie and you are going to know what C6 is forever.
IN CONCLUSION, Locke is a literal Tom Hardy vehicle and genuinely good to boot. Worth A Watch.