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In 1983, a group of childhood friends pulled off the crime of the century: kidnapping one of the richest men in the world, the heir of the Heineken beer empire (Anthony Hopkins). The shocking capture - by gunpoint in broad daylight on the streets of Amsterdam - resulted in the largest ransom ever paid for a kidnapped individual. It was truly the perfect crime…until they got away with it.
Not only is Hopkins's Freddy incomparably more charismatic than any of his captors, he's the only one who, weirdly enough, seems to be enjoying the ordeal. But maybe that's simply a matter of pay scale.
It's far from perfect, but Kidnapping Mr. Heineken still proves to be a generally likable and engaging small-time thriller, regardless of its imperfections.
Hopkins in captivity is always fascinating. He is not Hannibal Lecter-dangerous here, but as a stubborn captive in chains, he is still a defanged alpha male worth watching. If only we were allowed to see more of him.
It fails to accentuate the peculiarities of its from-the-headlines tale and instead turns itself into a rather generic and predictable kidnapping thriller.
The true story of Freddy Heineken's kidnapping is fascinating, but "Kidnapping Mr. Heineken" is a disappointingly superficial film in which neither the kidnappers nor their captives are particularly interesting.
March 05, 2015
New York Times
The sole object lesson in the true-crime drama "Kidnapping Mr. Heineken" is that not every crime deserves its own movie.