Review: Heart of the Beast

Score: B-

Director: David Ayer

Cast: Brad Pitt, J.K. Simmons, Anna Lambe, Uber the dog

Running Time: 101 Minutes

Rated: PG-13

Heart of the Beast is a completely functional film, almost utilitarian. It has only one objective: to keep you engaged for its entire runtime.  And by that modest goal, it succeeds.  But it's odd that a film with this star isn't anything special.

Part of the reason Brad Pitt has enjoyed such a long career is his boundless charisma. From his breakthrough in Thelma & Louise through his action star era and into his more distinguished films, his best movies remind you why he's such a magnetic presence.

Yet for some reason Heart of the Beast strips all that away. James, the retired Special Forces operative Pitt plays, prefers the quiet of nature and loves his dog Odin.  But that's literally all we ever learn about him.  There's nothing beyond the surface.  Poorly done flashbacks tell the audience how he and Odin were injured in combat, but we never observe any aspect of James's personality.

The film has two incredible aspects going for it that make up for this.  The first is the gorgeous locations.  While set in Alaska, the film was shot in New Zealand and its snowy mountains, expansive prairies, and beautiful lakes are captured pristinely by Oscar winner Mauro Fiore (Avatar).  The second is the terrific performance from Uber as Odin. I kept thinking back to 2020's semi-disastrous Call of the Wild, which used human motion capture for a CGI dog. It never felt right.  And while there's some definite VFX work – particularly when Odin encounters wild animals – using a real canine grounds the film and keeps you glued to your seat.

As a dog owner, I'll freely admit the moments when Odin is in danger or performing heroic feats affected me deeply.  And yes, I teared up at one point.  But that's what a lifetime of loving dogs can do, giving extra weight to a movie that's not always up to snuff.  The film briefly becomes a quasi-horror movie in its last act, as a wolf pack stalks Odin and James.  It's the best stretch by far, even as it recalls Liam Neeson's more soulful The Grey.

Heart of the Beast is an inessential film, but a great one for dog lovers.  This pooch can save lives onscreen and draw tears offscreen. But it can't make Pitt's character interesting.

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About Kip Mooney

Like many film critics born during and after the 1980s, my hero is Roger Ebert. The man was already the best critic in the nation when he won the Pulitzer in 1975, but his indomitable spirit during and after his recent battle with cancer keeps me coming back to read not only his reviews but his insightful commentary on the everyday. But enough about a guy you know a lot about. I knew I was going to be a film critic—some would say a snob—in middle school, when I had to voraciously defend my position that The Royal Tenenbaums was only a million times better than Adam Sandler’s remake of Mr. Deeds. From then on, I would seek out Wes Anderson’s films and avoid Sandler’s like the plague. Still, I like to think of myself as a populist, and I’ll be just as likely to see the next superhero movie as the next Sundance sensation. The thing I most deplore in a movie is laziness. I’d much rather see movies with big ambitions try and fail than movies with no ambitions succeed at simply existing. I’m also a big advocate of fun-bad movies like The Room and most of Nicolas Cage’s work. In the past, I’ve written for The Dallas Morning News and the North Texas Daily, which I edited for a semester. I also contributed to Dallas-based Pegasus News, which in the circle of life, is now part of The Dallas Morning News, where I got my big break in 2007. Eventually, I’d love to write and talk about film full-time, but until that’s a viable career option, I work as an auditor for Wells Fargo. I hope to one day meet my hero, go to the Toronto International Film Festival, and compete on Jeopardy. Until then, I’m excited to share my love of film with you.