Nightcrawler (2014) Dir. Dan Gilroy
Rarely do we have a main character so despicable, repulsive, and immoral. In short, a sleazy, creepy twerp.
Louise Bloom (Jake Gyllenhaal) video tapes the accidents, the crime. He turns up first at the scene as soon as he hears it over the police radio. If you were lying in a pool of your own blood after a shooting or car accident, Louise would shove his camera into your bruised face to get the best close-up. Initially, I thought he was just a small crook, a petty thief. But no. This role is not good enough for him. He does not blend in. He has a noticeable, fast, red car. A bold statement. He’s not your next door neighbor. He appears as what we could call a sociopath. He talks in stiff TV slogans as if he was not a human being, but a robot. He is calculated, devoid of any morality, integrity, sensibility. Those become useless to him. After all, you can’t make quick money on that. He uses people for his own gain, which is money and fame. He uses the criminals, the victims, the competition, the coworkers alike. No one is left behind. He gets rid of any rival or person standing in his way.
The night crime is his stage. He embraces the night, the darkness. Yet, Louis Bloom is not a victim nor a predator. He is a hyena. He feeds off scraps: somebody’s pain, suffering, crime, evil doing. He waits for the predators to tear the victims apart, then he enters the scene. He welcomes the tearing apart. He documents it. He embraces the blood, the crime, and the dark side of human nature. The last flicker of hope we could have for him is his assistant. We hope his assistant though not so bright, could balance him out and put some sense into him. But no. His assistant is like his sidekick and in a way he represents us. He reacts how everyone would in situations he experiences on the job: with emotion, panic, fear, sympathy. All the things Louise does not feel. Louise’s face never changes, stays always expressionless. We realize this when he takes advantage of his assistant. Louise remains without any remorse whatsoever. Then, we know there’s no hope for him. Louise leaves us with nothing but utmost disgust and repulsion for him. Kudos to Gyllenhaal for making us hate and repulse him.
Long days, pleasant nights,