It is a collection of strong and diverse events that we live in the midst of the housing market disaster of 2008. There was a man named Dennis Nash, a hardworking and sincere man, who is still in real trouble because he can not save his family home despite his best efforts. In that period, Nash is still engaged in a risky world of fraud and theft from banks and government, although he is in the midst of everything.
How entertaining could a heavy-handed drama about the 2010 U.S. foreclosure crisis - one with a comically bad climax - possibly be? Pretty entertaining, it turns out.
For all that real estate doesn't seem to be a particularly zippy topic, 99 Homes plays out like a moral thriller, with the stakes constantly ratcheting higher and higher.
[Garfield] the protege is the film's first weak point: his avowed decency - he loves his simple mom and moppety son! - is a flimsy thing, and its quick collapse leaves our hero both pathetic and despicable.
Dynamic and passionate, thrumming with barely suppressed anger, this sleek American indie has the brains of a documentary, the soul of a moral fable and the beating pulse of a thriller.
Sustained rhythm, urgent framing, and a perniciously overbearing score ensure this second venture into the darkness of a systemic failure will not be forgotten so quickly.
