Film

The Killing

Name: The Killing
Genre: Crime, Thriller, Drama
Released: 1956
Cast: Sterling Hayden, Coleen Gray, Vince Edwards, Jay C. Flippen, Ted de Corsia

A racetrack heist told out of order, jumping back and forth in time to show the same hours from different angles until the clock finally runs out for everyone. Kubrick's first real masterwork is cold, precise, and merciless — a noir machine that runs perfectly until one small, human weakness jams it. Brisk, brutal, and built like a trap.

TMDb rating

7.6

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