Road to Perdition is my gangster film, so when talk of a sequel rears it's head I always get a little nervous. Maybe it's because it's the gangster film from my generation, a movie I saw in the theatre as I wasn't alive in the James Cagney era, or when The Godfather or Once Upon A Time in America came out and I was too young for Goodfellas or Miller's Crossing.
As you can probably tell I truly admire Road to Perdition. That haunting moment when Paul Newman's blue eyes are introduced on that colder than the Arctic day and talks about honour or the unforgettable way he bows out from cinema in the rain with so much dignity. Hall's breathtaking cinematography, Mendes' quiet and beautifully dark direction, the laudatory and career best performance from Jude Law who has never been so compelling, Tom Hanks' damned soul Michael Sullivan trying to redeem the terrible live he's lead by leaving something beyond for his son even if that's just him breathing, Thomas Newman's evocative score, and just how alive such a movie about death and despicable men is. I probably shouldn't say this but sometimes I just switch my email off, the devil of 21st century work-life and get caught up in Conrad L. If I wake up in a bad mood when I arrive at my desk on a morning to start work and I can't really get into the mood to write something, I always trust this father & son morality tale to transport me to a different world and suddenly I've lost two hours of my life to it. Sam Mendes' captivating and poetic 2002 gangster film Road to Perdition is a movie I watch five or six times a year, I have something of an unhealthy obsession with it.
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