Tom Hardy divides and conquers as the Krays
Legend review by Mark Kermode
3 / 5 stars
Tom Hardy is bang-on as both Ronnie and Reggie in a cartoonish but entertaining account of the Kray twins’ East End reign.
Any retelling of the over-mythologised Kray twins’ tale walks a thin line between the glamorised cliches of Ronnie and Reggie nostalgia and the pin-sharp parody of Monty Python’s Piranha brothers’ Doug and Dinsdale sketch. A “combination of violence and sarcasm” fuelled the Piranhas’ reign of terror, and the same could be said of these latest screen Krays, with writer-director Brian Helgeland deploying much deadpan humour amid the beatings, stabbings and shootings of East End folklore.
Hinging on the double-barrelled blast of Tom Hardy’s bang-on central performance(s), Legend is a brash, cartoonish affair, happy to bask in the reflected glory of its subjects’ bizarre cultural icon status. With an eye on the international market, Helgeland (who co-wrote the screenplay for LA Confidential) tips his hat to Scarface, White Heat and Sunset Boulevard, investing his British anti-heroes with a stateside pizzazz entirely befitting their Rat Pack aspirations. This may be a British-French co-production, derived from John Pearson’s insider text The Profession of Violence: The Rise and Fall of the Kray Twins, but Helgeland’s worldview is more Goodfellas than The Long Good Friday, a portrait of glittering London as artificial as the Krays’ star-struck vision of themselves as the last of the famous international playboys.
We begin with the Krays already ruling their East End roost,
eschewing the traditional traipse through childhood, leaping straight
into their turf war with the Richardson gang, which would come to a head in the Blind Beggar pub in 1966. Frances Shea (Emily Browning)
proves our unlikely narrator, recounting the twins’ glory years through
her relationship with Reggie, of whom she declares “it took a lot of
love to hate him”. As a character, Shea is fragile and understated, but
her voiceover puts the ripe in tripe; it’s a credit to Browning that she
gets through its hackneyed “gangster prince” cliches without laughing.
Meanwhile the screen is a heady swirl of shiny streets and spangly
nightclubs, with Duffy belting out Timi Yuro’s Make the World Go Away
to celeb-packed crowds as flat-footed cops (Christopher Eccleston’s
uptight Leonard “Nipper” Read) and lairy villains (Sam Spruell’s nicely
drawn Jack “the Hat” McVitie) drift in and out of carefully
choreographed frames.
The film’s real sucker punch, however, is Hardy – both of him. Having originally offered Hardy the role of Reggie, Helgeland was persuaded to let the actor wrestle with Ron as well (both on and off screen), a dual role to which he brings the same commitment – physical, intellectual, emotional – as Jeremy Irons essaying both Mantle brothers in David Cronenberg’s Dead Ringers. The result is a striking portrait of a single divided self: Reggie, the calculatingly cool charmer, whose sharp suits mirror his businessman’s mind; Ron, the paranoid schizophrenic, whose lust for random violence is matched only by his passion for handsome young men (“I’m homosexual, but I’m not a poof”) and his dear old mum’s tea and cake. With his pursed lip, protruding jaw and bulldog absurdism (he parades a dinner-jacketed donkey through a nightclub), the heavily bespectacled Ron occasionally resembles Matt Lucas doing an unkind impression of Mark Lamarr, with a touch of Steve Coogan’s Alan Partridge and Patrick Marber’s Peter O’Hanraha-hanrahan thrown in for good measure. In Hardy’s hands, Ron is a tragicomic character, a madman whom Chazz Palminteri’s Angelo Bruno wants muzzled, but to whom Reggie remains devoted, even as the pair are beating seven bells out of each other.When Gary and Martin Kemp played the leads in Peter Medak’s 1990 film The Krays, both were overshadowed by Billie Whitelaw’s matriarchal Violet, the true focus of Philip Ridley’s script. There’s no chance of anyone overshadowing the mesmerisingly physical Hardy here, not least because the supporting characters remain just that – thumbnail sketches of secondary roles, albeit elegantly filled by the likes of David Thewlis and Paul Bettany. The Krays always longed for the spotlight (David Bailey told the BBC that “their big mistake was posing for me”) and that’s exactly what this faintly ridiculous but undeniably entertaining movie gives them. From the title down, Ron and Reg would have loved Legend. Whether that’s a criticism or a compliment remains a moot point.
AUDIENCE: "Legend is a brash, cartoonish affair, happy to bask in the reflected glory of its subjects’ bizarre cultural icon status. With an eye on the international market, Helgeland (who co-wrote the screenplay for LA Confidential) tips his hat to Scarface, White Heat and Sunset Boulevard, investing his British anti-heroes with a stateside pizzazz entirely befitting their Rat Pack aspirations. This may be a British-French co-production, derived from John Pearson’s insider text The Profession of Violence: The Rise and Fall of the Kray Twins, but Helgeland’s worldview is more Goodfellas than The Long Good Friday, a portrait of glittering London as artificial as the Krays’ star-struck vision of themselves as the last of the famous international playboys."
Would YOU see it? Many did:
"Now arrives Legend, which lands with a stunning £3.70m plus £1.49m in Wednesday/Thursday previews, for a five-day total of £5.19m. Brian Helgeland’s film certainly benefits from the UK audience’s existing awareness of, and interest in, the film’s subject – the Kray brothers remain the most notorious London gangsters. However, Hardy is also a key selling point: given his reputation as a highly committed actor, his performance in the dual roles of Ronnie and Reggie Kray exerted a powerful curiosity factor.
Any retelling of the over-mythologised Kray twins’ tale walks a thin line between the glamorised cliches of Ronnie and Reggie nostalgia and the pin-sharp parody of Monty Python’s Piranha brothers’ Doug and Dinsdale sketch. A “combination of violence and sarcasm” fuelled the Piranhas’ reign of terror, and the same could be said of these latest screen Krays, with writer-director Brian Helgeland deploying much deadpan humour amid the beatings, stabbings and shootings of East End folklore.
Hinging on the double-barrelled blast of Tom Hardy’s bang-on central performance(s), Legend is a brash, cartoonish affair, happy to bask in the reflected glory of its subjects’ bizarre cultural icon status. With an eye on the international market, Helgeland (who co-wrote the screenplay for LA Confidential) tips his hat to Scarface, White Heat and Sunset Boulevard, investing his British anti-heroes with a stateside pizzazz entirely befitting their Rat Pack aspirations. This may be a British-French co-production, derived from John Pearson’s insider text The Profession of Violence: The Rise and Fall of the Kray Twins, but Helgeland’s worldview is more Goodfellas than The Long Good Friday, a portrait of glittering London as artificial as the Krays’ star-struck vision of themselves as the last of the famous international playboys.
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| ‘The film’s real sucker punch’: Tom Hardy as Reggie Kray in Legend. |
The film’s real sucker punch, however, is Hardy – both of him. Having originally offered Hardy the role of Reggie, Helgeland was persuaded to let the actor wrestle with Ron as well (both on and off screen), a dual role to which he brings the same commitment – physical, intellectual, emotional – as Jeremy Irons essaying both Mantle brothers in David Cronenberg’s Dead Ringers. The result is a striking portrait of a single divided self: Reggie, the calculatingly cool charmer, whose sharp suits mirror his businessman’s mind; Ron, the paranoid schizophrenic, whose lust for random violence is matched only by his passion for handsome young men (“I’m homosexual, but I’m not a poof”) and his dear old mum’s tea and cake. With his pursed lip, protruding jaw and bulldog absurdism (he parades a dinner-jacketed donkey through a nightclub), the heavily bespectacled Ron occasionally resembles Matt Lucas doing an unkind impression of Mark Lamarr, with a touch of Steve Coogan’s Alan Partridge and Patrick Marber’s Peter O’Hanraha-hanrahan thrown in for good measure. In Hardy’s hands, Ron is a tragicomic character, a madman whom Chazz Palminteri’s Angelo Bruno wants muzzled, but to whom Reggie remains devoted, even as the pair are beating seven bells out of each other.When Gary and Martin Kemp played the leads in Peter Medak’s 1990 film The Krays, both were overshadowed by Billie Whitelaw’s matriarchal Violet, the true focus of Philip Ridley’s script. There’s no chance of anyone overshadowing the mesmerisingly physical Hardy here, not least because the supporting characters remain just that – thumbnail sketches of secondary roles, albeit elegantly filled by the likes of David Thewlis and Paul Bettany. The Krays always longed for the spotlight (David Bailey told the BBC that “their big mistake was posing for me”) and that’s exactly what this faintly ridiculous but undeniably entertaining movie gives them. From the title down, Ron and Reg would have loved Legend. Whether that’s a criticism or a compliment remains a moot point.
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Would YOU see it? Many did:
"Now arrives Legend, which lands with a stunning £3.70m plus £1.49m in Wednesday/Thursday previews, for a five-day total of £5.19m. Brian Helgeland’s film certainly benefits from the UK audience’s existing awareness of, and interest in, the film’s subject – the Kray brothers remain the most notorious London gangsters. However, Hardy is also a key selling point: given his reputation as a highly committed actor, his performance in the dual roles of Ronnie and Reggie Kray exerted a powerful curiosity factor.
