This Jeff Nichol’s film – the first of two 2016 movies directed by his long-time collaborator in which Shannon appeared– gives the audience little initial exposition. Eventually we learn that Roy grew up in the cult, and endured two years watching its leader (Sam Shepherd) raise Alton instead of him. Even before we learn this complex history, it’s all there in Shannon’s performance; how he regards his son with such guilt, fear and tenderness, but coiled fury still lurks within. When things are looking bad for an increasingly ill Alton, Roy howls, wild-eyed, “He will not die! He’s meant for something bigger!” Yet rather than being the dramatic engine he is inWolves andFrank and Lola, he’sMidnight Special’s emotional anchor, grounding astory of cults and government agencies and supernatural powers in the pain of atraumatised father trying to make up for lost time with the son he loves but doesn’t understand.
He’s also the emotional anchor ofNocturnal Animals, though significantly less gentle. In the film’s central story-within-a-story, he’s Detective Bobby Andes, who’s in charge of finding the men who raped and killed Tony’s (Jake Gyllenhaal) wife (Isla Fisher) and daughter (Ellie Bamber). For much of his screentime, Shannon only lets Bobby’s emotion show through his eyes: filled initially with suspicion at Tony’s odd behaviour, then pity when his distress at the discovery of his family’s bodies clearly exonerates him. Once Bobby is on Tony’s side…boy, is he on his side. We learn the detective is facing aterminal lung cancer diagnosis, is estranged from his daughter, and has less than ayear to live. Justice isn’t coming for Tony, so with nothing left to lose, Bobby decides to help himout.
After astoic beginning,Nocturnal Animals offers numerous chances for the violent side of Shannon to burst through. Again it’s his ability to pair the wild with the melancholic that makes the impact. He’s helped by the part – the movie has aphenomenal cast, but the roles are largely thinly written or flatly unsympathetic, with Bobby being the most layered of all the characters. Shannon brings with him his typical gravitas. He got awell-deserved Oscar nomination for his troubles.
While his unhinged side is always fun, it’s that sadness that lingers longer. That was the presiding note of his subtly commanding performance in low-key dramaComplete Unknown, where his midlife crisis-facing academic marvels wistfully at the reappearance of his dynamic, identity-shifting former girlfriend (Rachel Weisz). Surprisingly, that sadness also dominated his lead turn as Elvis Presley inElvis and Nixon. Though the film is acomedy-drama imagining events surrounding the titular real life meeting between two historical heavyweights, much of that comedy is derived from the way others react to Elvis, rather than Shannon’s performance. That leaves him free to expand on the portrait of aman driven to isolation and delusion by living nearly his whole adult life as one of the most famous people on the planet. Which is not to downplay his comedic chops – his dry delivery of some of Presley’s ridiculous lines is consistently delightful – but it’s his unfailing ability to add texture to even the lightest of projects that makes him such an enthralling actor.
And he can do it in even the briefest of screentime, as in his second Jeff Nichols movie of 2016,Loving. In an extended cameo, he’s Grey Villet, theLife photographer who took pictures of Richard and Mildred Loving (Joel Edgerton and Ruth Negga), the couple who got the US ban on interracial marriage overturned in 1967. As we watch him watch them, he vividly becomes the audience surrogate, those eyes full of warmth at the evident love the couple share, and sadness at the unjustness that continues to face them. He’s on screen for only afew minutes, yet the strength of his quiet compassion leaves alasting impression.
All that was just one year in Michael Shannon’s career; we didn’t even get to the never-released-in-the-UKPoor Boy, orBatman vs. Superman: Dawn of Justice (for which he didn’t film any new material, but was credited nonetheless).
Though Shannon received his first big screen credit 24years earlier and has worked steadily since, 2016 played out like an epic, extended showreel for amonumental talent; one who could play an abusive father, agentle photographer, and Elvis Presleywith equal ease, all the while denying audiences the ability to tear their eyes from him. That momentum would burst through to the following year, where his chilling performance as the sadistic villain in Guillermo Del Toro’sThe Shape of Waterwould be amongst the chief factors that propelled the movie to its best picture win,and has rippled through the decade since in projects such asThe Little Drummer GirlandThe Bikeriders.We might never see ayear as bountiful for Shannon again, but his chameleonic presence has become ahighlight of the cinema landscape.
