“Bang-bang” is a colloquialism used by conflict photographers to describe the sound of gunfire, and “The Bang Bang Club” certainly heard a lot of that. The Club (originally named “The Bang Bang Paparazzi” but changed at the request of its members because, well, what journalist wants to be referred to as “paparazzi?”) consisted of Kevin Carter (Taylor Kitsch), Greg Marinovich (Ryan Phillippe), Ken Oosterbroek (Frank Rautenbach) and Joao Silva (Neels Van Jaarsveld), photojournalists based in South Africa from 1990 through 1994 who went to extremes in documenting the days prior to the downfall of Apartheid. Director Steven Silver’s harrowing drama captures a world gone stark raving mad, one filled with unspeakably brutal violence and carnage that affects the four photographers in radically different ways, though they all stay fiercely dedicated to their cause to the point where capturing “the truth” almost becomes a mad vendetta. All four leads are quite good, particularly Kitsch, who would go on to play another Carter (John) lost in another world gone mad (Mars); Malin Akerman also proves she can do more than look good in Watchmen superhero garb as the Club’s publisher, Robin Comley. Based on the book The Bang Bang Club: Snapshots From a Hidden War, co-written by Marinovich and Silva.
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