Love. Honor. Loyalty. Household. “The Tax Collector” would have you ever consider it’s about all these items, as if slapping nouns on the display screen (partly in cursive, no much less) will persuade us there’s a better goal to the bloodletting and viciousness that comply with. However we’ve all seen “The Sopranos,” and we gained’t get fooled once more.
Not that this generic gangland banger, written and directed by David Ayer, remotely deserves the comparability. Set in South Los Angeles, the madly illogical plot follows David (Bobby Soto) and his aptly named sidekick, Creeper (Shia LaBeouf). Their job is to gather funds from dozens of road gangs for a safety racket run by the mysterious Wizard, who’s presently incarcerated. (Filmed solely from behind, or in teasing sideways peeks, the actor taking part in him is clearly meant to be a secret till the finale, so I’m saying nothing.)
Bother kicks off when Conejo (Jose Conejo Martin) returns from a sojourn in Mexico and calls for that David swap loyalties and work for him. A muscled monster who spends his time day-trading and being doused within the blood of luckless younger ladies, Conejo is a villain so cartoonish we anticipate a white cat to leap into his lap at any second. As an alternative, he has a feline feminine lieutenant (Cheyenne Rae Hernandez), who someway succeeds in pulverizing foes whereas sporting an outfit that would appear to preclude the easy act of respiratory.
Characters like these, primally motivated and hilariously hackneyed, are emblematic of a film that underlines each level then repeats it, simply to be secure. We all know that David is a hood with a coronary heart, as a result of he halts the torture of a thief when he learns the person’s daughter has leukemia. He has an adoring spouse (Cinthya Carmona) and cute kiddies; blessings and the Lord’s Prayer characteristic prominently at his giant household dinners. Even the chief of a rival gang (Cle Sloan) is a fan. The one surprise is that Ayer didn’t paint an precise nimbus round his head.
As Creeper, the one non-Hispanic white man amongst a largely Latino solid, LaBeouf does what he can to convey an outsider who’s determined to show his loyalty. (These accusing Ayer of “brownfacing” by casting a white actor in the role, are mistaken: Creeper is clearly written and carried out as white.) However LaBeouf, like his castmates — particularly, the gifted Chelsea Rendon from the STARZ drama, “Vida” — is constrained all through by the load of the stereotyping and dialogue that doesn’t stand an opportunity towards the violence. Although even I’ll admit that the scene the place a villain will get flattened by a toilet fixture was fairly cool.