Legend (2015)
Tom Hardy doesn’t just play the Kray twins—he devours them whole, spits out two of the most magnetic monsters ever to grace the screen. Brian Helgeland’s biopic crashes swinging ’60s London like a pint glass to the face: Ronnie’s unhinged paranoia exploding in club brawls, Reggie’s slick charm cracking under the weight of his own empire. From East End rackets to rubbing elbows with the Beatles, it’s a whirlwind of flashbulbs, fur coats, and bodies in the Thames.
Hardy’s dual turn is the stuff of legend: Reggie’s velvet menace in a tailored suit, Ronnie’s wild-eyed frenzy that’ll make you flinch. That mirror scene where they rage at each other (aka Hardy vs. Hardy)? Pure cinematic sorcery. Emily Browning’s Frances is heartbreakingly fragile, caught in Reggie’s toxic orbit, while David Thewlis’ copper Leslie Payne slinks through the shadows like he owns them. The narration from Ronnie’s ghost adds this cheeky, unreliable edge—half memoir, half tall tale.
It’s stylish as hell, with Carter Burwell’s jazzy score pulsing like a bad hangover, but yeah, the plot meanders like a drunk uncle. Still, for Hardy fans? This is your holy grail. Bloody, bold, and brilliantly bonkers.
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