When you need someone to play a criminal who’s easy to forgive, you call up Channing Tatum. He’s the big kid with the big soul, whose six-pack and close shave play in direct contrast to his dancer’s grace. You’ll see him bounce around like a lemur, but always with that little twinkle in his eye that says, “don’t break my heart, please. I’m fragile”.
He’s one reason Roofman works as well as it does. The second is his onscreen romantic partner, Kirsten Dunst, who’s forever honest and unadorned in her work, in a way that ensures her character here never feels like a mother substitute, or the saint who dares put up with all this. We’re simply watching two people who like each other very much, barrelling towards a titanium wall obstacle.
