Greetings again from the darkness. Many questions remain unanswered, but one point is clear … Donald Trump was not ‘born’ this way. Ali Abbasi directs a script from journalist Gabriel Sherman (Vanity Fair, New York Magazine) and it’s meant to explain the foundation of the man who would become President. Two distinct parts of the film are divided into the 1970’s and then the 1980’s, and that first part is infinitely more interesting and better presented.
Sebastian Stan is best known as Bucky Barnes in the Marvel Universe, but here he captures the essence of a Donald Trump many won’t recognize. In the 1970’s, Donald was a VP of his dad’s real estate development company, and his big dreams were constantly squashed by either a domineering dad or a system that made no room for vision. This was a young (late 20’s) Trump who was told he resembled matinee idol Robert Redford, and that he was foolish for trying to rescue Manhattan from the cesspool of decay it had become. In fact, Trump deserves much credit for at least dreaming of a bounce back from a city on the verge of bankruptcy.
Donald’s life (and the movie) shift into overdrive once powerhouse attorney Roy Cohn (a remarkable Jeremy Strong, “Succession”) summons him to his dinner table. Cohn was previously an attorney for the infamous Senator Joseph McCarthy and was the chief prosecutor in the espionage trial of Julius and Ethel Rosenberg. By the 1970’s Cohn was the ultimate fixer and one of the most powerful attorneys in the country. We watch as he mentors and trains and counsels the young buck Trump by instilling his three rules: 1. Attack. Attack. Attack. 2. Admit nothing. Deny everything. 3. Claim victory, never admit defeat. These are the foundations of “the art of the deal”, and really beyond that … how to be a ruthless businessman and person.
That first awkward meeting led to a mentorship that is truly fascinating to watch on screen. Cohn pushing the eager Trump to become the shark he needs to be, all while his dad, Fred Trump (Martin Donovan) fights him each step. Stan and Strong are mesmerizing in this first hour. Stan captures Trump’s familiar body language (slumped shoulders and hair fixation), while Strong hypnotizes with his steely-eyed stare. Trump mixes with powerful men like Rupert Murdoch, George Steinbrenner, and even Andy Warhol (whom he cluelessly asks if he’s “successful”), and then fixates on Ivana (a terrific Maria Bakalova), ultimately marrying her … it’s the prenup agreement scene where the film shifts.
Jumping ahead to the 1980’s, we find an arrogant Donald Trump ignoring Cohn’s advice to slow down and reconsider the Atlantic City casino and hotel. Of course, time proves Cohn right, but by now, Trump listens to no one. An unethical approach to business dealings and his gaudy taste in everything becomes obvious at this point – from furnishings to cufflinks. Also, his treatment of family becomes apparent – not just with Ivana, but also with his brother Freddy (Charlie Carrick), who dad refers to as an “embarrassment” to the family since he’s a commercial airline pilot and not a greedy capitalist in the family business. This humiliation leads Freddy to tragic alcoholism, and a brief sign of Donald’s emotions.
The film’s second half weakness stems from a Trump personality that is too similar to what we’ve been witnessing on the national level for the past decade. It’s truly painful and disgusting to watch a man who cares so little for others or for what’s right, and seizes on Cohn’s tactic of cloaking himself in love of country to appear heroic. By this time, Trump distances himself from Cohn for a reason that highlights his lack of humanity. We also see Trump claim Cohn’s three rules as his own while meeting with his biographer, and we note the roots of MAGA.
It must be noted that after the film was warmly received at Cannes, no distributors bid on it. Donald Trump had threatened a lawsuit. It took Briarcliff Entertainment to bravely step forward for the film to gain a theatrical release. Director Abbasi not so slyly opens the film with a fitting stage-setter: a clip of Watergate-era Richard Nixon proclaiming, “I’m not a crook.” It’s a legitimate question as to whether a movie about Donal Trump can avoid feeling a bit like a parody, even when it’s not. My initial interest in the film was in comparing this early Donald Trump to my memories of him during that era – how he was presented in the media. It comes across as spot on, but of course, we would have had no concept of how Cohn was molding him behind the scenes. That’s what this film accomplishes.
Opens in theaters on October 11, 2024
Posted by David Ferguson 
Greetings again from the darkness. This one works much better as satire than horror-thriller, at least for yours truly. With whodunnit elements drawn from Agatha Christie’s classic “Ten Little Indians”, the play-it-straight approach to riffing on Gen Z draws laughs right along with the expected annoyances courtesy of a bunch of entitled trust fund twenty-somethings. Actor-turned-director Halina Reijn and co-writers Sarah DeLappe and Kristen Roupenian (first feature film for both writers) have based the story on the party game known as ‘Body Body’ or ‘Murder in the Dark’, or perhaps you know it by some other name.
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