Marty is in need of inspiration with his latest screenplay, “Seven Psychopaths” – basically, he needs some psychopaths. Unfortunately for Marty, his friend Billy is all too glad to help.
Marty (Colin Farrell) is struggling to get his creative juices flowing when Billy (Sam Rockwell) decides to help his friend write “Seven Psychopaths” – by living it. Conniving with his “associate” Hans (Christopher Walken), Billy kidnaps the beloved dog of a local mobster (Woody Harrelson), setting off a string of events that bring seven psychopaths to life for Marty to write about whether he wants to or not. In fact, Billy grabs the reins and crafts the story to his own liking regardless of what any of the other players want and is bound and determined to make sure that he gets the finale he wants.
Sam Rockwell once again steals the spotlight, crafting another incredible character out of what could have easily been a bumbling doofus of a sidekick. Walken is surprisingly understated as a man who is just looking to get by and Harrelson shows that he has mastered the over the top character with a mobster obsessed with getting back his beloved shih-tzu. The violence is heavy but somewhat tongue-in-cheek, the banter is off the wall and both serve the unconventional story well. The story jumps around all over the place, but somehow the feeling of being tossed about like a ship at sea seems perfectly suited to this film.
It’s easy to get lost with this film, but that’s what makes it so good: it’s impossible to watch this film and not feel intimately connected with Farrell’s character, who is thrust into his own screenplay – a script he has no control over anymore. So, like Marty, jump into “Seven Psychopaths”, keep your head down and enjoy the ride.