Black Mass follows the exploits of infamous gangster James “Whitey” Bulger (Johnny Depp). A small-timer in South Boston, Bulger makes a deal with FBI agent John Connolly (Joel Edgerton) to inform on the local Italian mafia. This makes Bulger virtually untouchable, and he sets out to dominate South Boston’s underworld, killing anyone who gets in his way.
I’ve had very high hopes for Black Mass ever since its first trailer hit. Johnny Depp, who’s been in the midst of a cold-streak, desperately needed a comeback, and the true story of one of the most fascinating gangsters of the 20th century looked just like the fix. I’m also a sucker for gangster and true crime movies. Give me a decent one and I’ll probably eat it up. Luckily, Black Mass is beyond adequate – in fact, it might resurrect Johnny Depp’s career as a serious actor.
I love Johnny Depp, but lately he’s gone all in on overly silly characters. Jack Sparrow and Willy Wonka worked out great for him; Mad Hatter and Barnabas Collins, not so much. I longed for the days when Depp could do movies like Ed Wood or Donnie Brasco and everyone would look at him come Oscar season. Well, if Depp plays his cards right those days might be back in full force. He’s a revelation as Whitey Bulger, a tour de force that you take seriously every moment he’s onscreen. He makes Bulger a psychopath who will kill anyone or any slight, but who loves his family and commands the respect of everyone around him. I love when villains aren’t cardboard cut-outs, when they can have virtues along with deep flaws, and we got that from Whitey. Johnny, please do more movies like this. They really work for you.
The rest of the cast more than holds their own against Depp. Joel Edgerton is fantastic as Connolly, so driven and sleazy that even ridiculous makeup can’t ruin the effect. We also get Benedict Cumberbatch as Whitey’s brother Billy, an ambitious politician who constantly has to fend off his brother’s reputation. It almost doesn’t matter who it is; whether it’s Kevin Bacon, David Harbour, Rory Cochrane, or even bit players like Jesse Plemons and Dakota Johnson, the performances leave an impact. Scott Cooper, who directed Jeff Bridges to an Oscar win with Crazy Heart, sure knows how to bring the best out of his actors.
Another thing Cooper has a knack for is tone. Like most gangster movies, Black Mass is a dark film. All of Bulger’s killings are played seriously, and they’re always brutal and never feel sensationalistic. However, there are some moments of black comedy that are completely disarming yet work so well, mostly coming from Bulger making people uncomfortable. In addition, the atmosphere of 70s and 80s Boston is recreated to perfection, being gritty and mysterious, but also, weirdly enough, a great looking place that I’d love to visit. Funny how the movies that make a city looks so terrible will make me want to go there as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, Black Mass has one major hurtle that prevents it from being a truly great movie; its lack of focus. The film jumps around from time period to time period, and event to event, leaving the overall story arc feeling a bit disjointed. Each individual piece was great, but as an overall narrative it left something to be desired. Now, this is a common danger with biopics. There are some, like Goodfellas that can have a lot going on and still feel tightly focused. But most should The Beautiful Mind route and focus on a few commons threads. Black Mass, while quite entertaining, should have narrowed its focus and expanded on a few key elements.
Still, Black Mass is a very good movie that fans of biopics, gangster films, and great actors doing there thing are sure to love. It’s an engaging look at a horrible, fascinating man in a dangerous time and place, not to mention a damn good drama in its own right. Except to see Depp on an Oscar short list in a few months.
Score: 7.5/10
Rated R for brutal violence, language throughout, some sexual references and brief drug use; 122 minutes