Take One: Dead-end England, twice
"Phil" in My Summer... |
Considine put the mental into fundamentalist in Summer where he plays an ex-con turned Christian zealot converting Yorkshire with a cross on a hilltop. Phil’s internal rage fires up in Considine’s eyes in every one of his scenes, pre-empting his true conversion, his relapse, later in the film.
Considine in Last Resort
In Resort he's all heart and a breath of fresh air, amiably easing the desperate isolation felt by Russian asylum seeker Dina Korzun and her son. (The look on Considine's face when he comes home to them with a takeaway is perfection.) Alfie’s sacrifices – his beating of Korzun’s “pimp”, his early hours assistance in their escape, his stolid, ongoing protection – were some of the most altruistic, selfless acts a character has committed in a film this last decade. Considine was electric in both films – in small and grand ways. Both films, two contemporary takes on dead-end England, form a pair of genuinely indispensable gems.
"Mike" in Cinderella Man |
Considine's name in a film's opening titles guarantees my immediate interest. Two US-set films that he added some strong support to, but which on the surface could have felt like paycheck gigs were were Cinderella Man (2005) and In America (2002). Cinderella Man was of course the Russell Crowe show, but tucked away lower on the cast list Paddy popped in for a few minor scenes, adding a chunk of flat-capped rakish charm as Crowe’s New Jersey friend and co-worker Mike Wilson. The East Staffordshire-raised Considine fit into Depression-era America well, and mastered the NJ accent to go with it. His scenes with Crowe are heartfelt and are demonstrative of the essentiality of the character actors in propelling a film's drama forward.
In In America he has a more substantial part, as cash-strapped Irish immigrant family man and struggling actor Johnny Sullivan. Samantha Morton and Djimon Hounsou snagged the Oscar nods, but the Academy missed out on honouring his shrewd and thoughtful turn. The film took on extra emotional heft whenever Considine was solo on screen, whether sadly scouring the NY streets for acting work or staring manfully across the city. Only an actor who’s worked hard on his way up could make such moments plausibly memorable. Both stateside trips were integral roles that he owned from the periphery. Any film historian glancing back at Considine’s career may see both films, perhaps rightly, as serviceable CV stepping stones that helped gain him his respected position today.
Take Three: Avenging Angel of the North
Director Shane Meadows and Considine go way back. They met on a performing arts course at Staffordshire's Burton College and have successfully, but intermittently, worked together ever since. Outside of the two Pawlikowskis, Considine’s appearances in three Meadows films offer up his most invigorating performances so far. He had a small role in 1999’s A Room for Romeo Brass and was the first half of Le Donk & Scor-zay-zee in 2009, but between the two was his gruff, electrifying turn as Richard in Dead Man’s Shoes (2004), a Nottingham-based revenge thriller in the mould of Death Wish; Kill Bill on a council estate. He plays a troubled soul easily turned to wretched violence by the abuse doled out to his younger brother. (The exact plot details of which I’ll keep mum about, for fear of spoilers.) He’s a Travis Bickle up North – a terminating force in a trench coat and gas mask. Think Charles Bronson playing the disgruntled miner in My Bloody Valentine.
Close to the edge: Paddy wears Dead Man's Shoes
This is the kind of role usually relegated to a shadowy bit player, the killer loitering in the background of a shot in a horror flick, but Considine brings him front and centre; he’s the (anti)hero and the devil, depending on how you see him. Watch the way he laughingly bares teeth through a kind of half-smile; at any minute this will sour into a scary sneer. Meadows' camera focuses in on his face, catches it slowly twisting into despair as the film barrels onward. The actor is especially formidable in the acid-trip party-gone-wrong scene. He’s fascinating to watch... and frighteningly good.
Three more key films for the taking: 24 Hour Party People (2002), The Bourne Ultimatum (2007), Red Riding: In the Year of Our Lord 1980 (2009)
11 comments:
a fine choice. that My Summer of Love performance was phenomenal. and so entirely different than his other performance for the same director so it was a treat to read them grouped together.
wonder why Hollywood doesn't catch on to him?
Paddy Considine! I was just thinking about him today.
I remember going to see The Bourne Ultimatum because he was in the ad- I was so annoyed when they killed him off after about 5 seconds.
I was surprised to see his imdb is so sparse- I wonder if it's because he's choosy or maybe he just doesn't get the roles (hope it's the former). Anyway, I'd definitely like to see more of him.
I love the shout outto Paddy, especially for his "2nd take" with In America!
i confused him during a long time with Sam Rockwell:i remember him in "in America" and "dead man's shoes"!
Such a massive fan. Paddy Considine is a rock star.
That's really more of a Take Five.
anon -- that it is. I think Craig is just a hardcore fan and couldn't contain himself :)
Thanks! First you did a post on Emily Watson, and now Paddy:)
He's by far the best thing in the Red Riding Trilogy!
Paddy Considine is an incredible actor and, you're right, if he is in the opening credits of a film my interest is automatically higher than before...
who knows about TYRANNOSAUR... his directorial debut...
I loved him in In America and always wondered why he didn't blow up after it. I completely forgot that he was in Cinderella Man but then again, the only thing I remember about that film is Renee's line (You are the champion...of my heart.).
I saw his latest film The Cry Of The Owl a few months ago, and I thought he did a good job, although the film wasn't that great.
Dead Man's Shoes (and Shane Meadows) seemed to go under in the radar on American shores...perhaps Meadows' films are a little too localised, although This is England demonstrated a branch out into more accessible arthouse cinema
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