<*dv_0*>Three childhoods friends lives are irrevocably changed when one of them is abducted and sexually abused. Twenty something years later there lives are drawn back together when the daughter of one the now middle aged men is murdered. In one of those convenient Hollywood twists, the man investigating the case and the chief suspect are the other two people who comprise that childhood triumvirate.
<*dv_1*> Clint Eastwood directs well. Kevin Bacon, Sean Penn and Tim Robbins give good performances. But the most effusive comment I can summon for this film is, solid. There is no excitement. There is no tension. It is a murder mystery, only without much mystery as the killer and his motives are signalled very early in the film.
What makes Mystic River so disappointing is that it is nothing more than a genre movie. There is no subtext. No wider themes are explored throughout the languid two and a bit hours over which it unravels.
It is by no means a bad film. It is just an exceedingly disappointing film.
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