Gosling’s lawyer-character a-calling, is how the bad man plans to get away with it. We know that Ted Crawford done it and perhaps why - some rumpled hotel sheets provide one steamy clue - the big question, the one that sets the plot a-churning and Mr. He also points and shoots, sending a bullet into his spouse’s pampered cheek during the film’s precision-timed opener, leaving a hole in her head as well as, presumably, his alibi. Hopkins’s Ted Crawford does something complicated looking with airplanes, barks monosyllabic instructions at underlings (“No!”) and leaves the world choking on his Porche-churned dust. Hopkins softly smiling under the words “I shot my wife.” As the smiler with the wife, Mr.
Embeth Davidtz slips nicely into the ill-fated little woman role, the one mentioned in the eye-catching advertisements that feature Mr. There are a couple of women onboard in “Fracture,” though as usual they’re mostly around to look good and play (almost) dead. The only difference is that once upon a time Joan Crawford would have whispered dangerous nothings into Mr. They’re beautiful slummers, these two, as well oiled and practiced as those great old-studio dissemblers who worked a soundstage to their and Louis B. The glib entertainment “Fracture” offers an assortment of tasty treats, notably the spectacle of that crafty scene stealer Anthony Hopkins mixing it up with that equally cunning screen nibbler Ryan Gosling.
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