Going In (2023)

Going In (2023). 1h 37m

“At the movieu0026#39;s intro, the viewer is taken into the world of late 80s Toronto… or what, at least, weu0026#39;re told it is. The plot starts very on the nose of the aesthetics of the late 80s with the characters integrating as they should; living their existences. Then, with the introduction/ reuniting of the two leads aided with alcohol, we see that this world slowly unwinds and descends into absurdity.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eThe movie is delivered straight the entire time – through its performances/conviction – where we still might not know whatu0026#39;s intended by the director. Is this on purpose? Do we know if itu0026#39;s a form of satire? Do we know if it could also be totally straight? Do we know why itu0026#39;s… ambiguous on purpose? The characters (and even actors) certainly donu0026#39;t, and that decision swollenly builds from beginning to climax, then through til the very end. For some reason this didnu0026#39;t waver my attention: only sharpened it.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eAfter seeing it, my summation is this: To start, the writer was dead set on it being funny, but in a more covert Trojan Horse type way. Secondly, the director shows us this world by its style, conviction, and musical score (oh my god that Tangerine Dream inspired synth) with both action thrills and spectacles. Finally, at the very end, the lead actor shoots off a cheap callback pun to let us all in on it: the 1980s were a total joke. Fitting that all of these three things were done by the same guy. Friggin LOL. Brilliant dick move.”