Saturday October 16th 2010
Conviction is one of the most formulaic movies I’ve seen at the LFF, and it’s also one of the best. And I don’t mean that in a ‘Oh look at me I’m going to be Mr. Populist for once and say that I like a very mainstream film’ way, I mean that Conviction is taut as fuck and you’d have to be a maniac not to enjoy it on some level.
The movie tells the ‘inspirational true story’ of Betty Anne Waters, who spent 16 years becoming a lawyer so that she could exonerate her wrongfully-convicted brother of murder. At this point, you might want to note that the word ‘conviction’ has two meanings:
You see what they’ve done there.
Essentially it’s a legal procedural movie, which is awesome because I love legal procedural movies, and the most obvious comparison point (so expect to see it pop up on Rotten Tomatoes about a thousand times) is Erin Brockovich. Because, you know, she’s a woman and stuff.
Swank and Rockwell both play to type, but they do it well, and contributions from Melissa Leo, Juliette Lewis and Peter Gallagher do the job too. At the end of the day though, it’s not hard to pinpoint the film’s biggest revelation…
I’m not shitting you.