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En route to Canada with stolen casino loot, a thief (Olivia Wilde) separates from her brother (Eric Bana) after a car accident leaves their wheel man and a state trooper dead and falls in with a boxer (Charlie Hunnam) who's on his way home for Thanksgiving.
Perhaps the best thing about "Deadfall" is the lifelike messiness of its ending. A couple of the characters have a lot of explaining to do, and this is one case where a sequel might be in order.
Deadfall might fancy itself as a 95-minute, wintry version of Bonnie and Clyde, but it's not in the same class with its high body count failing to justify the means, not least during the ludicrous climax.
With a script that exposes its own mechanics and contrivances with such reckless abandon, Deadfall simply can't be prevented from flatlining by the solid ensemble cast and luscious visual palette.
Grim displays of guilt and remorse are on show from all concerned, but the seriously glum expressions of a high-calibre cast can't inject any meaning into such a contrived story.