A guy in a BMW. Alone. Talking on the wireless. Choir on the speaker. He's Ivan Locke, a Brit, active from Birmingham to London. In absolute time – 85 minutes. No flashbacks. Just this guy. Juggling crises. Don't aberration out. Locke alone sounds like a trap. It's a assertive of claustrophobic anxiety and angry emotion, mostly because Tom Hardy, best accepted as Bane in The Dark Knight Rises, is a afire admiration as Locke. Writer-director Steven Knight has accustomed Hardy the assignment of captivation us agape as Locke, a bedmate and father, drives abroad from his better job anytime as a architecture administrator and into the accoutrements of a one-night angle who's about to accept their baby. The choir of bang-up (Ben Daniels), aggregation arch (Andrew Scott), lover (Olivia Colman), wife (Ruth Wilson) and sons (Tom Holland, Bill Milner) babel in Locke's head, and ours, as he makes his life-changing journey. Hang on.
From The Archives Issue 1207: April 24, 2014
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