American Hustle is opening in selected theaters today, and reviews are already on full power. Also, Sony released a new tv spot due all Golden Globes nominations the movie got yesterday, which you can watch in our archive by clicking on the thumbnail.
Read some review excerpts below:
Though Lawrence is the flashiest, Amy Adams has the better role as Irving’s mistress and partner. Depending on the scene, Adams bounces back and forth between New York and British accents. While Irving is the cautious member of the hustle, Sydney is daring, pulling the strings on all sides from the FBI to her relationship with Rosenfeld. Sydney is the perfect role for Adams, letting her shine best in both side-splitting comedy and weighty drama. [Foxnews]
Adams is particularly good (and not just for those outfits) with a performance that may finally win her an Oscar after four nominations as Sydney attempts to work both sides while trying to remember which side she’s really on. Cooper is also great as a guy whose arrogance and ambition start to overwhelm his ability to control the increasing stakes of the operation. [Huffington Post]
Bale — that freak of acting nature who can become anyone at a moment’s notice — is sad, funny and riveting. Adams is simultaneously kittenish and craven. Cooper is terrific as a goofball dying to be taken seriously, while lusting after Adams’ female trickster. Lawrence, in just a few scenes, captures the frowsy, frisky era’s slovenly undercurrent. Renner, a newcomer to Russell’s movies, adds a crucial layer of slightly crooked conscience.[NY Daily News]
As Irving’s other better half, Ms. Adams, a virtuoso of perkiness, goes deeper here than she’s ever been allowed to. She showed an indelibly darker, more dangerous side in a supporting role in Mr. Anderson’s “Master,” playing Lady Macbeth to a cult leader; she has a lot more to do in “American Hustle.” Like Irving, Sydney is a self-invention, one containing multitudes, from the former stripper she starts off as, to the elegant British noblewoman she pretends to be for the couple’s loan scams. With her bright eyes and alabaster gleam, Ms. Adams can look like a porcelain doll, a deceptive mien that helps complicate Sydney and turns an unpredictable character into a thrillingly wild one, whose ordinary scream is the howl of a wolf. [NY Times]
While it’s perhaps easier to take for granted Bale’s chameleonic transformation into Rosenfeld—conspicuously overweight, living in an utterly convincing New Jersey accent—Adams is a revelation as Prosser, a young woman who wields her sexuality like a hatchet while simultaneously seducing her victim with a scalpel-like veneer of refinement and sophistication. [The Playlist]