“I hate you. I hate the way you look, I hate the way you talk, I hate everything about you,” says Pinkie Brown to his betrothed on their wedding day. She can’t hear him, as he’s in a sound booth recording his words while she blithely smiles at him through the glass.
Oh, to be young and in love.
This scene neatly sums up Rowan Joffe’s smart and stylish film noir, “Brighton Rock,” based on Graham Greene’s 1938 novel chronicling the rise and fall of a small-time thug.
Joffe and company have updated the action from the 1930s to 1964, as Pinkie (the exquisite Sam Riley) becomes the head of his own gang at the tender age of 17.