Being a massive fan of the movie you’re not allowed to talk about, I’ve been meaning to see this little $3m film based on Chuck Palahniuk’s novel since it came out in ’08. Only now have I gotten round it to it thanks to my pal @TheJessicaRust (follow her!). I’d like to read Choke as a Boardwalk Empire prequel, both of Nucky’s girlfriends vying for Victor Mancini’s (Sam Rockwell) affections, with a neat twist tying it into Rockwell’s Moon as well. Oh, and it’s adapted and directed by Agent Coulson.
The official (read: for boring people) premise has sex addict part-time historical interpreter part-time con man Victor visiting his mother (Anjelica Huston) in a mental hospital as she approaches death. It’s a film full of ideas that, in a more conventional production, would have been exploited (and streamlined) a great deal more, especially the titular con. Instead, they form devillish details in a story which floats along, flashbacks examining Victor’s relationship with his mother providing insight into his psychology. It’s probably not as effective as it would have been if tied to a more gripping structure, and drawing comparison to Fight Club is usually a death warrant, but Choke is often dirtily inspired, cheeky and very, very sweet. Overlooked.