At night, a couple with black masks over their heads, drive through the city, holding hands. When the young man turns the corner, they both take off their masks. After midnight, they book a motel room.
They also find their next mark: a party store. He enters the door, his gun pointed at the clerk, wearing a nondescript face mask. Lit in a hash mauve, the clerk says “ok, ok, ok” and begins taking money out of the cash register. They get the money and drive off. He gives her a kiss on the cheek. She cuddles next to him.
Lit by a scarlet red, they sit in bed, side by side, staring at one another, the money spread out on the bedding. They have sex. She stands up on her knees, throwing the money around.
Early morning, they hit a diner. He climbs on top of the counter and throws a duffel bag at the owner. His girlfriend stays by the door, her gun pointed. Once they are in the car, the adrenaline races through the young woman as she cheers.
Without any masks, they openly steal from a bank, the money in garbage bags as they run down the sidewalk. A police officer is behind them.
After another hit, he yells for her to “come on” as she runs to the car, full of excitement. She tells him to “go, go, go.”
At the drop-off for their house, they meet in an abandoned warehouse and show him a full briefcase of money to their boss. He nods and she gives a kiss. Then they run. When he opens the briefcase, he holds up a pair of her panties. He tells his guards to go after them. They shoot at the car. As they drive through the tunnel, she puts her head out the window.
On a rooftop, he runs to the ledge, with the police officers behind him. He jumps off the ledge. The police look down. Two pink hearts show up on the screen and then one disappears. The bars turn green and he is revived. He runs off.
Through an abandoned warehouse, he holds hands with his girlfriend and they fight off the police officers, who turn red once they are eliminated.
At home, a teenage boy on his computer, wearing a virtual reality headset, cheers on defeating the police officers. He punches the air.
On the expressway, several police cars chase the couple. Another teenage boy touches his joystick attached to his computer. The young woman kisses her boyfriend. As the credits to the scene roll, the screen states Co-Op Story Mode Completed. The couple kisses again. The teenage boys continue to the next level.
At first, the twist at the end seems like a cop-out, a way to soften the manic couple’s increasing recklessness and thrill-seeking desire in the robberies. However, upon the second viewing, the teenage boys’ disturbing exuberance as they beat up cops and play out their fantasy of being involved in crimes is an eye-opening view on a part of American society that blames mental illness as the reason.
In America, the young white male is often the killer in mass shootings. The boys featured fit the description: lonely, unattractive and living their lives on the Internet, relying on virtual reality to give them the power they need to have over others and the self-esteem they lack.
The young woman’s role is yet another example. She is both submissive and dominant. While they rob, she lets him take charge and enter their marks first as she remains unseen. In bed, she initiates the sex.
The young man is attractive and athletic with a girl-next-door type girlfriend who has a high sex drive and gets off on the violence. He can outrun the police and outsmart even the most frightening of street criminals. All the while, not taking responsibility for a single thing done.
Director: James Lees Year: 2016
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