Juno Temple is stunning as this modernized, oversexed take on Tennessee William’s “Baby Doll,” with Dottie suggesting sexual curiousity, naivete and guile beneath her “slow” exterior.
It throbs with echoes everything from Jim Thompson's The Killer Inside Me to Elia Kazan's Baby Doll to Little Miss Marker, and trust me, you're going to want to take a scalding hot shower with a steel-wool loofa after its ecstatically nihilistic final sequence.
Adapted from Tracy Letts’ play by the playwright himself, Killer Joe is a dark comedy neo-noir that crosses the Coen brothers’ Fargo (keeping the half-baked money scheme but ditching frigid northern country for the deep-fried south) with Elia Kazan’s Baby Doll (although abandoning Tennessee Williams’ underage lust-fantasy innuendo in favor of a more direct approach), and presents characters so stupid and morally repugnant that you start rooting for a stone-cold killer.
Dottie could have been Carroll Baker's sister in Baby Doll, the overheated Tennesse Williams/Elia Kazan collaboration.