If things ended differently for Travis Bickle and his
unrequited love, Betsy, their son would’ve turned out like Lou Bloom. Lou
would’ve grown up knowing that in life, no one gives you anything. If you want
something, you have to work for it. If you work hard enough, and still nothing
happens, then you take what is rightfully yours.
That’s the Lou Bloom we meet in Dan Gilroy’s devilishly
entertaining new film, Nightcrawler.
Lou, as inhabited by a ferocious and fearless Jake Gyllenhaal, is a smart,
wildly articulate, slender beast of a man who spends his nights roaming the bloodstained
streets of Los Angeles. After failing to find purpose (which we assume is
something he’s failed to find for a long time), Lou discovers a freelance
profession of filming crime scenes and selling the footage to the highest
network bidder. Nightcrawlers, as these people are known, cruise L.A. all
night, stalking police scanners in hopes of being the first one on the scene
with cameras rolling.