Director Rian Johnson's latest, starring Bruce Willis and Joseph Gordon-Levitt, is a sci-fi thriller with surprising heart.
"I don't want to talk about time-travel shit," Bruce Willis tells Joseph Gordon-Levitt early in Rian Johnson's sci-fi thriller Looper. "Because if we start, we're going to be here all day, making diagrams with straws."
It's a good bit of advice, and the film itself is generally wise enough to take it. As the title suggests, Looper has its share of fun with the convolutions and conundrums that take place when folks from the future start tinkering with the past. (One clever and unsettling example involves people etching scars into their own flesh as a means of sending an indelible message to their future selves.) But the movie never allows itself to get bogged down in questions about the physics or philosophy of time travel, the what-ifs and how-comes and why-didn'ts. Leave the structural analysis for the DVD commentary. For all its temporal shenanigans, Looper is to be enjoyed in the moment.
Gordon-Levitt and Willis star, respectively, as a contract killer named Joe and a former contract killer named Joe—the same guy, in fact, just separated by three decades of hard-won experience. The movie is set in 2044, the era of the younger Joe, who opens the movie by informing us that "Time travel hasn't been invented yet. But in 30 years it will have been." For all the obvious reasons, the practice is immediately outlawed. (Or is that "will immediately have been outlawed"? This is a movie that has one grasping at verb tenses.) The perverse effect, in a perhaps unintentional nod to the old NRA adage, is that only outlaws use time travel. Specifically, the criminal syndicates of the future, a period in which it has become extremely difficult to dispose of dead bodies undetected, begin sending their victims back in time to 2044, where Joe and other "loopers" can blow them away with impunity.