I'm addicted to watching movies. I began my doleful habit when I was 4 or 5 years old, with a Sherlock Holmes film, which scared the daylights out of me. Since then I have watched one or two films a week, on average, with the result that not only have I seen every good film ever made, at least twice, but lots of lousy, stinking, God-forsaken movies, too.
So, when I happen upon a good film that's been cruelly overlooked, naturally I climb up to my roof and shout out the news.
“Headhunters” is a Norwegian film released in 2011. I watched it via Netflix, via streaming. No famous actors. Actors with names like Synnove Macody Lund and Aksel Hennie.
No, it is not an exalted work of art. It has flaws -- like too fast a pace at the beginning. And while I try hard to believe a few impossible things before breakfast, the absurdly unlikely things happening in “Headhunters” almost but not quite erased my willing suspension of disbelief.
There are surprises galore. The film starts out threatening to be a business film, about a headhunter -- someone who tries to recruit executives to fill corporate positions. But it turns out that this headhunter is also a thief, one who specializes in stealing artistic masterpieces and substituting copies. In fact, when he interviews candidates for top-level jobs, he ascertains whether they own any valuable artwork, when they will be away, whether they have family living with them, and whether they have dogs. Yes, he arranges for the candidate’s valuable artwork to be stolen.
You'll never guess how the plot develops. But I will tell you that there are -- let me see – five murders and assorted other killings. Car chases. Female nudity. Male nudity. Our hero getting shot at, stabbed, and run down by a truck. Our hero cutting off all his head hair. (You think he cuts off his hair to disguise himself? Guess again. You have 10,000 guesses.)
Okay, there's one development I cannot resist telling you about. (Spoiler alert.)
Our hero is being pursued by the Bad Guy, who is experienced in tracking down fugitives and who carries a gun and who is accompanied by a big white dog. So our hero hides in an outhouse.
Bad Guy and Big Dog start walking toward the outhouse.
Guess where our hero hides.
And guess how he manages to breathe under all that manure.
The film is a lot of fun, and it also manages to be scary and suspenseful. And if I'm ever cornered in an outhouse, I now know how to escape detection.
By the way, the person I watched “Headhunters” with, a very severe critic, provided this verdict: “Not a complete waste of time.”
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