True story, bro. I feel asleep several times during watching Rupert Goold’s “True Story.” I really wanted to be good, hopefully close enough to 2005’s “Capote” – one of the best adaptation of the book “In Cold Blood.” Unfortunately there wasn’t much suspense, and to be honest, James Franco is just way overrated.
Basically, its a tale about New York Times’ journalist Michael Finkel. After he was fired for creating composite characters on a story he had written on the African slave trade, he found a book opportunity after discovering his identity was stolen by Christian Lango, a husband suspected for murdering his wife and children.
“A murderer that’s been using my name while on the run?” Finkel may had thought. Cha-chink! “This will make a great story!”
To write his book, Finkel bonded with the murder suspect. He visited Lango at jail, shared personal stories, called each other… yadda yadda yadda. So far during their bonding, Finkel believed Lango’s side of actually happened, until the story gets a little fishy and here comes a game of cat and mouse. Should be quite intense, right? But it really wasn’t. A bit too slow for my taste and there wasn’t much of a build up.
I did enjoy Jonah Hill’s performance though and I truly respect his acting skills, whether its comedy or drama. On the other hand, Franco was just being Franco. Nothing much left to say.
I rate this movie with a “unless you really want to see this movie or having else to watch, then go ahead”rating.