A brainy thriller in the Sydney Pollack mode, "The Company You Keep" benefits from the imposed rigors of low-budget filmmaking. Redford developed the film for nine years for himself to direct and star in, and shot it in 40 days. The script by Lem Dobbs is a tight with plenty of juicy dialogue for a raft of attractive older actors, from Redford, Julie Christie and Sam Elliott to the always-super Chris Cooper, Nick Nolte, Susan Sarandon, Stanley Tucci, Richard Jenkins and Brendan Gleeson. Younger cast members Shia LaBeouf, Terrence Howard, Anna Kendrick and Brit Marling also carry their weight.
Smarter-than-your-average movie, "The Company You Keep" is edge-of-your-seat watchable in its first two-thirds --when it functions as a mystery chase thriller, with a dogged FBI agent (Howard) and eager-beaver local newspaper reporter (LaBeouf) tracking around the country various Weather Underground members who have surfaced. "We could have been taken at any moment," explains one former Weatherman. "We could be taken now."
But it's a real let-down when it falls apart at its conclusion. It's a casting issue. For those of us who grew up with movie stars Redford and Christie, the elaborate set-up is so freighted with the expectations and baggage of its two leads that the movie might have been better served without them. Nolte convinced Redford to cast Christie, who lives in Spain and still has doubts about her acting ability.
But still, especially for boomers who complain that there's nothing for them to see, this jam-packed old-fashioned drama offers plenty to chew on. What drove these people to radical anti-war violence in the 60s, and how do they feel about it now, especially ones with entanglements like families? (OK, the score is too manipulative.)
Wily gravely-voiced character actor Nick Nolte makes the most of his turn in the film, when Redford's former Weatherman pops in to grab some needed intelligence. And at Film Independent at LACMA's screening and Elvis Mitchell Q & A last week, Nolte waxed eloquent on everything from how he and his pot-smoking pals dodged the draft in 60s Omaha, Nebraska to how he scored an acting award from the Fort Lauderdale Film Festival for an Alan Rudlph movie, "Afterglow." They sold draft cards, sent folks to a shrink who diagnosed people as unfit for military service, and when that scam ended, broke people's arms with a baseball bat.