Nightmare Alley

There have been plenty of so-called neo-noirs – dark-hued thrillers whose shadowy cityscapes and compromised antiheroes are given a resolutely modern edge. But what happens when you haul all the trappings of a genre rooted in an era-specific cynicism and lay them out raw for modern-day moviegoers?

You end up with something like Guillermo del Toro’s Nightmare Alley, a heady, fleeting pleasure that prioritises craft over moral complexity.

A re-adaptation of a novel that has already graced the screen in a 1947 noir starring Tyrone Power, del Toro’s version is an immaculately designed morality tale that flatters to deceive. It follows scheming loner Stanton Carlisle (Bradley Cooper) into a gig at a travelling fair that offers Midwesterners distractions from the worries of war and poverty.

The fast-thinking drifter soon finds plenty of opportunities to advance amid the miscellany of tricksy acts and sleights-of-hand.

Into the role Power made his own comes Cooper, a different kind of actor with a very different performance. There’s more technique in Cooper’s turn, and his modulations of Carlisle’s seedy arc, from downplayed and taciturn, to suavely persuasive, to desperate and dissolute, are expertly executed. There’s at least one lingering, haunting close-up that the 1947 version can’t match.

But unlike Power, who was younger yet past his prime when he provided the first Nightmare Alley with its clammy, uncertain antihero, Cooper feels too assured as a scheming mentalist who is a ratbag with chutzpah from the outset. There’s no sense of a man caught between his better instincts and a nose for an opportunity, a crucial beat in the ‘47 version, just someone whose conscience is DOA. The carnival scenes are great, though. Tracking shots sweep through a world of chicken-biting geeks, human spiders and more. It’s all given a delicious air of the grotesque by del Toro and his production designer Tamara Deverell.

But there’s no one in the middle of all this to ride along with and no sense of moral conflict – of bad decisions made reluctantly because there are no better options on the table. Those are the ingredients that elevate the best noirs because they speak directly to their audience. Here, you find yourself relishing Carlisle’s slide into the abyss a little too readily.

WHAT IS IT…
A mysterious, fleeting neo-noir

WHY GO…
Fantastic and grotesque carnival scenes

DIRECTOR
Guillermo del Toro