Hamm anchors all of it, as funny as he’s teased at being for the last decade or so in supporting roles. The silliest bits are some of the accents and a twisty plot. The tone throughout Confess, Fletch is refreshingly casual and the dialogue is usually clever. Mottola has made a career from subtle comedy moments peppered throughout his best films ( The Daytrippers, Superbad, Adventureland) and woefully missing in his lesser ( Paul, Keeping Up with the Joneses). This is the kind of breezy mystery that allows for countless scenes featuring standout character actors (John Slattery, Annie Mumolo, and Kyle MacLachlan all please) and multiple nifty locations (the cities of Rome and Boston, a yacht club, etc). He’s also dating the rich guy’s daughter (Lorenza Izzo) while being seduced by the rich guy’s wife (Marcia Gay Harden). Meanwhile, Fletch has been tasked with locating nine stolen paintings that belong to a kidnapped rich guy. We learn the townhouse’s owner Owen Tasserly (John Behlmann) is somewhere in Europe and has an interest in fine art. Fletcher, who “used to be an investigative reporter of some repute.” Within the first few minutes, Fletch finds a dead body in the Boston townhouse he’s crashing at and is immediately considered the prime suspect by Sergeant Inspector “Slow-Mo” Monroe (Roy Wood Jr.). Directed by Greg Mottola and working from Gregory McDonald’s novel of the same name, Hamm plays Irwin M. Regardless, Confess, Fletch is an absolute treat.
Jon Hamm finally got the leading man role he deserved after Mad Men.
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