How To Make a Killing: Movie Review
Cast: Glen Powell, Jessica Henwick, Margaret Qualley, Ed Harris, Bill Camp, Zach Woods, Topher Grace
Director: John Patton Ford
More half-hearted than horrifically entertaining, not even Glen Powell's star charisma can save the 2026 remake of Kind Hearts and Coronets.
In this, Powell plays shut-out-of-the-family-inheritance Becket Redfellow, who begins the film seemingly on death row, hours from execution and in the mood to make a confession to a priest who's been summoned.
So begins Becket's story - detailing everything from his mother being banished from the Redfellow estate after falling pregnant to a guesting musician to Becket's own rise up through the company, thanks to the kindness of his uncle (Bill Camp).
Deciding on a whim to bump off one of his cousins after the idea's planted in his head by his childhood crush Julia (Qualley, not quite strong enough here to be a femme fatale), Becket begins a plot to take out various members of the family and ascend to take the fortune that he believes he's rightfully due.
How To Make a Killing should be a slam-dunk.
An impressive cast, a killer hook and an "eat the rich" satire promises much - but what director John Patton Ford manages to deliver is something that rises and collapses worse than any cinematic souffle could.
Perhaps the signs are there early on, with the heavy voiceover and exposition killing off the mood at the beginning. There's nowhere to go but up after a limp opening, but How To Make a Killing never really finds its legs.
The deaths which should be gory and glorious are merely full-stops at the end of each portion of the film, with scenes of the coffins being carried off into the family mauseoleum feeling like the cinematic equivalent of a child ending its summer report with the words, "And it was good."
The weaker drama doesn't carry through the film and there's no suspense or tension where there should be. Equally, while there's supposed to be a moment that Becket realises he's content and found happiness when he least expected it in a way he hadn't planned for, the catharsis is weak and unearned, trotted flatly out for the audience, but barely invested in.
There are some performances that shine.
Silicon Valley's Zach Woods amuses as the artist of the family, and the relationship between Powell's Becket and his unexpected love Ruth (Jessica Henwick) feels like it's the only thing with heart in the movie. Though Camp's performance adds depth and nuance where none is written.
Sadly, How To Make a Killing delivers barely any murderous intent during its 105 minutes and audiences are more likely to leave the film, declaring it's guilty of killing off the atmosphere and potential, rather than handing over something that's murderously memorable.





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