

I didn't think Marge from Fargo could be knocked off her personal top spot but here she is, electrifying, hollowed out and yet with a carapace of steel. She's also blackly funny when the need arises. As Hayes, the sublime Frances McDormand gives a close to career-best character study in mourning and fierce desire for justice.

Across the (bill)board, the performances are superb. Oh, the film is littered with profanity of some of the worst kind but as the film seems to strike a note of realism that can't be denied, you go with the fucking flow, if you know what I mean.īillboards has three strengths each of which I celebrate with vigour and palpable joy.

Batting down his pleas for sympathy, coldly she says something like "Well, they wouldn't be as effective after you croak." Oh, lovely. He presents his own recently diagnosed cancer as a bargaining chip to convince her to stop publically berating him. Named and shamed on the last billboard, Chief Willoughby approaches Hayes to explain why there is no progress on the case.

The billboards do not break any rules so the townsfolk are stuck with them until Hayes runs out of money to keep them up. 'encouragement' starting with 'Raped while dying.' Needless to say this doesn't go down well with either the residents of Ebbing or its exceptionally provincial police force. She hires the use of (you're way ahead of me) three billboards and puts up her own words of, ahem. Mildred Hayes, a bereaved mother from Ebbing, Missouri lost her daughter many months ago to a rapist/murderer and attempts to shame the local police into making some headway on a case the police chief has long abandoned any hope of closing to anyone's satisfaction. It's still in cinemas (apologies for not getting around to championing this gem sooner – this will teach me not to take advantage of our press accreditation for the London Film Festival) but with any luck, awards will flow – particularly for the acting – and the film will go on to settle comfortably in the category of one of the very best films of the year. Three Billboards is another rather wonderful example of a film sneaking up on you stealthily and genuinely, scene after scene, being darkly delightful. Robert McKee’s championing of the three act structure * It’s just like, 'What kind of computer effect is going to take us there this time?'"ĭirector Martin McDonagh is less than enthusiastic about That’s why you end up with Marvel and DC films every week, where you know exactly what’s going to happen. No, it’s not fine even if you're starting out because it's all about formula, and formulas are fucking boring. He regards it as one of the finest acted films he’s seen in recent years. Knowing practically nothing about the oddly titled THREE BILLBOARDS OUTSIDE EBBING, MISSOURI, Camus came out the other side overjoyed by a profane but riveting drama about justice, loss and doing the right thing. Front page disc reviews film reviews articles interviews
