In Ripley's Game,
the latest screen adaptation of Patricia Highsmith's series of novels,
John Malkovich plays Tom Ripley, the bisexual art connoisseur whose game
is manipulation of people for his own ends. The film directed by 70-year
old Liliana Cavani, is entertaining but lacks the probing subtlety of Wim
Wenders' The American Friend, a 1979 Ripley adaptation. Ripley is
an unscrupulous art dealer and also a cold-blooded killer. He is cerebral,
wealthy, charming, talented, and entirely without principle with something
clever to say about everything, even murder. "The most interesting thing",
he says, "about doing something terrible is often, in a few days, you can't
even remember it." Ripley justifies his acts by saying that they rid the
world of useless predators. Malkovich's performance keeps the film afloat,
though his smug, sinister persona often borders on camp and Dougray Scott
is unconvincing as picture framer Jonathan Trevanny.
Ripley's Game takes
place about twenty years after Anthony Minghella's The Talented Mr.
Ripley leaves off. Ripley (Malkovich) has married into wealth and now
resides in a luxurious Italian villa with his wife Luisa (Chiara Caselli),
a professional harpsichord player. When an old crony, Reeves (Ray Winstone)
asks him for help in dealing with Berlin mobsters threatening his business,
Ripley thinks of a local art restorer and picture framer, Jonathan Trevanny
(Scott) who is known to be dying of leukemia. Trevanny is a good candidate
in Ripley's mind because he recently insulted him at a party by blurting
out "That's the trouble with Ripley-too much money and no taste." Ripley's
interest, however, is mostly in the pleasure involved of seeing a mild
family man turned into a cold-blooded assassin, no matter how implausible
the scenario might be. Trevanny falls for the bait and collects $100,000
to kill a Russian at the zoo.
As one hit deserves another,
a second more dangerous plot is hatched to take place on a crowded train
but Ripley has to come to Trevanny's rescue when too many bad guys show
up. Afterwards, events begin spiraling out of control forcing the picture
framer to hide the truth from his wife Sarah (Lena Headley). Though Malkovich
fits into the role perfectly, Scott's performance provides little insight
into what led a decent family man to become a paid killer. The ending,
which could have been suspenseful, is simply unpleasant as the body count
escalates. Though beautifully photographed and filled with dark humour,
there is little at stake in Ripley's Game and the entire project
feels unimportant as reflected in the studio's decision to bypass a theatrical
release and send it straight to DVD.