Two financial-biz rookies in sleek suits and their bottle-blonde, scream-queen colleague have themselves a mediocre little movie in "ATM."
Two financial-biz rookies in sleek suits and their bottle-blonde, scream-queen colleague have themselves a mediocre little movie in “ATM.” Manitoba-shot, yuletide-set title from frosh helmer David Brooks and screenwriter Chris Sparling (the claustrophobic “Buried”), about a cashless trio threatened by a faceless villain with a predilection for fur-lined hoodies, seems assembled from autopilot thriller material, with most of the dull dialogue devoted to plugging potential plot holes rather than anything resembling logic. IFC’s token theatrical release in Gotham, bizarrely timed to Passover/Good Friday, will provide small change; distrib is likelier to cash in on undiscriminating VOD consumers.
Insecure David (Brian Geraghty), who’s “left his balls at home,” manages to offer office hottie Emily (Alice Eve) a ride home after the corporate Christmas party. But a passive-aggressive colleague (Josh Peck) forces them to stop at a glass-lined cash machine in a parking lot first, where they’re cornered by a resourceful man (Mike O’Brien) with murderous intent who, rather laughably, seems afraid to approach them by using the front door. Acting’s never quite on the money, though HD lensing and f/x look smart on a budget. Costume design substitutes for character development.