Throughout his four tours in the Iraq War, Navy SEAL Chris Kyle accumulated 160 confirmed kills out of 255 probable kills, making him the most lethal sniper in U.S. military history. He received numerous medals and commendations for his bravery and services and in 2013 was murdered by one of the many war veterans he had devoted his post-war career to helping. Many of his accomplishments are referenced in Clint Eastwood’s biopic, which is based on Kyle’s memoir American Sniper: The Autobiography of the Most Lethal Sniper in U.S. Military History. Sadly, a feeling of disingenuousness hangs over the proceedings due to a mediocre screenplay and uninspired direction. Despite an excellent performance from Bradley Cooper, American Sniper is a major disappointment.
The plot unfolds in predictable fashion. We’re treated to a brief glimpse of Kyle’s childhood in Texas where, of course, a parental figure imparts some divine wisdom on him which will inspire his character for the remainder of the movie. We see Kyle’s fledgling career as a bronco rodeo rider and his decision to join the Navy SEALS. He meets his wife at a bar shortly thereafter in an awkwardly portrayed ‘meet-cute’ scenario that feels pulled from the pages of countless other sequences of the same make and model. Before too long, Kyle is swept off to war and it’s here that the movie finds its wobbly stride.
Eastwood’s direction is most impressive during the action sequences, in which we witness the intensity and violence of Kyle’s four tours and his impeccable skill on the battlefield. But for all the bloodshed displayed on screen, American Sniper feels unusually bloodless. It’s a by-the-numbers biopic, jumping from one moment to the next, never bothering to color in any of the details along the way. There are so many scenes where some random character reminds Kyle about all the amazing things he’s done over the course of his career as a SEAL, but we never get to experience any of these moments with him. The cinematic mantra ‘Show, don’t tell,’ is broken far too often and as a result we’re treated to far too many instances of ‘Remember when…’ that would have carried far greater impact if we’d actually seen them.
Maybe the ‘telling’ wouldn’t be so bad if Jason Hall’s screenplay wasn’t filled with such awful dialogue. Hall has plunged into the deepest depths of army biopic clichés and emerged with the motherload. He hits every major biopic bullet point, including a love interest who nags and grates and cries throughout the movie, without ever coming into her own as a fully formed character. It’s hard to get invested in these characters when everything they say carries the gravitas of a play written by a high schooler. Of course, Sienna Miller playing the part of Kyle’s wife is the biggest victim here. Forced into a role as the film’s melodramatic center, she does what little she can to keep things afloat, despite a stunning lack of material to work with. Other supporting characters are just blurred lines in the background with nary a personality to differentiate them from one another.
It may be a decent effort, but American Sniper can’t shake an overall vibe of artificiality. Bradley Cooper tries to pull the rest of the film up to his level – his performance is the only thing that feels genuine in the entire movie - but try as he might, he can’t hide Hall’s second-rate script and Eastwood’s stagnant direction. It’s not that the movie’s horrible; it really isn’t. It just feels so passionless. It never delves beyond a surface level and spends more time telling us how great Kyle was rather than actually showing us why. Clint Eastwood is a living legend and a great filmmaker, but this is definitely one of his weaker efforts.
FINAL RATING: 3/5
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