
Introduction
Daniel Barber’s 2009 thriller Harry Brown begins as we see phone-camera footage held by youths on a London
estate. The video speeds round, as the owner is sat on a motorbike, and the
gang-members threaten a woman with her child before accidentally (?) shooting
her and then speeding off before the motorbike riders are hit by a truck. The
footage represents the story which is about to begin but, on a first-watch, it
is easy to believe it is actual footage which shocks you to the core. Does this
happen? Has it happened already? How can we live in a world whereby this is
possible? It is this same shock and horror you feel when watching End of Watch.
At the front of the Action
Unlike Harry Brown,
whereby the film begins more conventionally after the introduction, End of Watch remains committed to the
found-footage element as street cop Taylor (Gyllenhaal) introduces himself and
narrates the story before presenting us with an unspecified, but considerable,
length of time in the company of himself and Zavala (Michael Peña), his
partner as they patrol X13, a district which is initially new to them. By the
end of the film, they know much more about this area. They know about the
Mexican drug cartels which operate. They learn about the power of Big Evil (Maurice
Compte), a major drug-lord. They realise how much danger lurks behind the
street corners and curb-side gangs that infest the area.

The title, End of Watch,
refers to a euphemism used in the force to describe an officer/officers killed
in the line of duty so it is timely that this film, with a tragic outcome,
comes so soon after the shocking story regarding the murder of Nicola Hughes
and Fiona Bone, Police Constables of Manchester. We are shown how challenging
and difficult this job truly is – especially in poverty-stricken areas such as
South L.A.
Ayer doesn’t shy away from the ambiguous morals Police Officers
are expected to have and, akin to Training
Day (written by Ayer), we spend a huge amount of time inside the police
vehicle with the cops as they discuss the profession. Zavala’s wrestling and
fighting with African-American Tre (Cle Shaheed Sloan) – an act
which garners him respect and, as Tre tells him “keepin’ it ‘G’” – isn’t the
same as Denzel Washington forcing Ethan Hawke to smoke drugs, though it does
question what police officers need to do to gain the trust and respect of those
in troubled areas. In a world post-The
Wire, it is easy to pass this off as another imitation cashing in on David
Simon’s successful TV series. This is much more – it is a shining example of
the amazing career of the police officer. The hugely important role they play
in society and the ignorance others have when even considering the profession
to be an easy job. This is a job that is akin to the military – these men are
on the front line and deserve every ounce of respect we can offer. Blistering
performances and flawless direction leave you shocked and amazed at the end of
the film: Is this the reality of law-enforcement?
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