Phil ( Benedict Cumberbatch) is tethered to the past and tradition, as well as vaguely sadistic in his treatment of his brother George (Jesse Plemons), a quiet sort who he persists in calling “Fatso.”
The central tension stems from the bond between two brothers, who have grown up together on the family ranch but couldn’t be more different. While the western tone and subject matter has drawn comparisons to “Brokeback Mountain,” the story feels distinctive, and owes as much to Campion’s signature movie “The Piano” with its strained relationships in a harsh, remote environment. Marking the first film in 12 years from the director (who did do the TV series “Top of the Lake” in between), Campion has adapted a 1967 novel by Thomas Savage, set in Montana during the 1920s. Keeping the audience off balance, writer-director Jane Campion creates a slow, ominous build around the fine performances toward a satisfying conclusion that nicely pays off on the slow-canter ride. The soft bounce of I Already Forgot Everything You Said brings Baldwins words to the forefront, with a dig (pun absolutely intended) towards an ex: Well you left with him but he changed his mind/ You left everything that you love behind/ Now I would take you back but the feelings dead/ And I already forgot everything you said.“The Power of the Dog” is such a delicately constructed movie as to almost defy the ability to review it without saying too much. Its this variety– and knowing when to play with the energy– that makes the album twist and turn as a good album should.īaldwins lyrics are effective, too. Hole In My Heart is the complete opposite, a power-pop track transported from 1983 to the modern era, sporting verses matched only by the choruses that prompt dance-like-you-mean-it moments.
∻lack Water sounds like a Friday night bar outing, set at sticky, alcohol-drenched tables, thanks to a bass line that discovers low notes men fear to tread. The Dig paints pictures of the music it presents very well. Polo shirts and flannels adorn these mostly well-kempt young gentlemen, yes, but they’re accompanied by a menagerie of melody and vocals that ebb and flow their way through the speakers. This doesnt make The Dig a band of imitators, just a part of the modern New York-based indie scene. David Baldwins vocals on Midnight Flowers call to mind Vampire Weekends Ezra Koenig, and the music wades through tracks much like it does on The Antlers Burst Apart. It would be easy (and perhaps lazy) for me to simply say that The Dig sound like a darker cousin of Vampire Weekend, so Ill try a little harder: The Dig sound like a darker cousin to Vampire Weekend and The Antlers.
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