April 25, 2025

havoc, tom hardy, jessie mei li, justin cornwell, gareth evans

Photographs by GREG WILLIAMS
Words by JANE CROWTHER


havoc, tom hardy, jessie mei li, justin cornwell, gareth evans

Writer-director Gareth Evans tells Jane Crowther how Tom Hardy is ‘smashing up the screen’ in his tale of an American cop having a very bad night in Havoc.

‘When I was doing the Raid films, it was my love letter to the Hong Kong martial arts genre through the lens of Silat, the Indonesian martial art,’ writer-director Gareth Evans tells Hollywood Authentic when recalling his calling card visceral breakout action movies. The Raid wowed at TIFF in 2011 and knocked audiences’ socks off with the inventive, kinetic and claustrophobic action contained in a single tower block. Evans went on to create 2014’s sequel and the bruising TV show, Gangs of London. His latest film shows a DNA thread through those projects but is an evolution. ‘Havoc is more like my love letter to Hong Kong artists in the manner of John Woo and Ringo Lam. It’s a lot more about gunplay, the stylisation and percussive elements of the action design and that heroic bloodshed genre that existed in the late ’80s and early ’90s in Hong Kong cinema, where it’s always rain-swept and neon lights and city life. And then in the middle of that, you have Tom Hardy just smashing up the screen…’

Hardy and he had been ‘circling each other’ hoping to work together when Evans sent the jiu-jitsu and boxing enthusiast actor the script, which tracks a detective, Walker, as he discovers crime and corruption, attempts to rescue a hostage and deals with attacks in numerous inventive scenarios. ‘That led to a series of really super-interesting, fascinating, educating FaceTime phone calls with Tom,’ Evans says of the actor, who also produced the movie. ‘From Tom’s perspective, it was about learning everything about Walker so that he could fully embody him as a character. That was a huge learning experience for me because suddenly I was being asked all these questions that maybe I hadn’t asked of this character. We did that intense breakdown of the character, what is it that kind of gets under the hood of this character? And then he went off to the gym and got himself in prime physical condition. As someone who doesn’t frequent the gym that often, I would just be exhausted seeing the effort that he would go through to get himself ready for the film.’ When Hardy turned up to filming in Wales, where Greg Williams shot these pictures, ‘it was like he was cut out of rock – he was full-on battle-ready’.

Hardy’s physicality and fighting know-how evolved the action designs that Evans conceived with his stunt coordinator, Jude Poyer, escalating the brutality of the scenarios as Walker is pushed to the limit. Evans has two favourite sequences of his latest physical carnage; one taking place in a nightclub with a glass floor – allowing for inventive, immersive camera angles – and one in a fishing shack complete with harpoons and hooks; ‘lots of sharp things and blunt instruments’. The nightclub scene is ‘this breakneck, fast, high-octane set-piece that just goes from floor to floor, and then spills out into the streets. It’s this breathless sequence to pulsating music that I’m really excited for audiences to get a chance to watch.’

The Raid had a sequel, so does Evans think he’s left enough room for a revisit to this new world? ‘Who knows?’ he laughs. ‘I’ve always planned it as a one-and-done as a movie, but there is definitely space there if there was enough demand.’ For now, he promises Hardy in what he calls ‘beast mode’. ‘Tom is in his absolute element. I think he really enjoyed rag-dolling people around the room!’ 


Photographs by GREG WILLIAMS
Words by JANE CROWTHER
Havoc is streaming on Netflix now

Words by JANE CROWTHER


Jeff Nichols taps a certain type of Americana with his tactile, evocative films, and his adaptation of Danny Lyon’s seminal photo-essay book, The Bikeriders, is an artistic collaboration that quickens the pulse as much as the guttural rev of a classic Harley Davidson. Lyon tracked a group of bikers in 60s Chicago and readers could practically smell the engine oil and hair grease in his black-and-white photos of meets and the outlier community formed around them. Nichols has taken that aesthetic and run with it, crafting a screenplay that explores identity, social tribes, loyalty, lust and the thrill of the open road in a love triangle formed between three stars operating at full wattage.

Seen through the eyes of Kathy (Jodie Comer) as she looks back on her romance with maverick Benny (Austin Butler), this patchwork of moments straddle a decade as biker gang, the Vandals, grow from a grassroots outfit to a State-wide, and increasingly violent, operation. As Kathy tells it – in a brawny Chicago idiolect Comer has expertly lifted directly from Lyon’s own interviews with the real woman – she must share Benny with the road and gang leader, Johnny (Tom Hardy, doing some of his best work). The process of trying to tie him down parallels the difficulty of halting the brutal evolution of the vandals: Benny is a man who is all feral instinct and doesn’t want to be anything to anyone, the gang cannot remain as ‘riding club’ as Johnny first conceived it without a tough new kingpin. As Kathy tries to pin Benny down to domesticity, Johnny tries to woo him to leadership…

tom hardy, austin butler, jodie comer, the bikeriders, jeff nichols
tom hardy, austin butler, jodie comer, the bikeriders, jeff nichols

Adam Stone’s cinematography echoes Lyon’s cool pictures as a stellar cast breathe intricate life into snapshots of characters in the gang. Michael Shannon is alpha hurt as Zipco, a man who hates ‘pinko college kids’ but smarts from being rejected by the army. Boyd Holbrook exudes zen (and the art of motorcycle maintenance) as Cal, the gang’s mechanic. Norman Reedus does bad teeth and hippy impishness as Funny Sonny, a California big-hair. Building on his menace in Babyteeth and The Royal Hotel, Toby Wallace brings chaos energy; and Mike Faist, Emery Cohen and Damon Herriman make impressions despite practical cameos.

But the film belongs to a trifecta of charisma. Hardy, a reluctant hardman with a soft core and a gut-punch of a narrative arc. Butler, giving a bad boy heartthrob emotional depth while understanding his role as an archetype. Comer, flexing her considerable skills and more than matching her on-screen partners. When the trio interact the atmosphere crackles and glows like the embers of the numerous cigarettes they smoke. A meet-cute between Kathy and Benny and a conversation between Benny and Johnny are matched in their erotic charge, and the space between their silences speak volumes. And when they’re riding gleaming chrome bikes into the vanishing point of midwest roads as vintage needle-drops play…

It’s the sort of character-led cinema Hollywood would have you believe is as consigned to the past as a ‘65 panhead Harley. That textured, gritty storytelling that immerses audiences in a specific world without spoon feeding. And a showcase for artists onscreen and off (that cinematography, Erin Benach’s precise costumes, Chad Keith’s period perfect production design) who will surely be shortlisted come awards season.

Be warned, it will make you want to buy a bike…

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The Bikeriders directed by Jeff Nichols staring Tom Hardy, Austin Butler and Jodie Comer is in cinemas now