Martin McDonagh’s Wild Horse Nine feels oddly empty despite John Malkovich’s and Sam Rockwell’s performances

Rockwell and Malkovich predictably excel in Wild Horse Nine. Diego Araya Corvalán Stop me if you’ve heard this one before: Two professional killers go off on a vacation to a remote location while endlessly bickering with each other. They spend their days alternating between taking in the sights and feeling troubled by lightly ruminating on their respective pasts. Soon, we too begin to feel a heavy weight and discover something darker is motivating the trip in the first place. As we come to know the men, we realize that this journey will most certainly be the last for at least one of them.If this description brings to mind the 2008 film In Bruges, that wouldn’t be an off-target thought. However, it also wouldn’t be an off-target description of the new Wild Horse Nine. Further complicating things are both works are written and directed by Martin McDonagh, who, while not entirely copying himself, is clearly iterating on similar ideas and themes.

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