Matthew McConaughey resurrects his career with a string of performances, which includes a scrawny Texas Cowboy in the Dallas Buyers Club. His character’s introduction is a snapshot of the rest of the film – hookers, shady deals, and persistence.
Set in the ’80s when HIV was seen as a gay disease, a straight Dallas electrician and rodeo cowboy gets diagnosed due to unprotected sex. He soon discovers a drug undergoing clinical trials and set’s up a buyer’s club with a $400 per month membership.
McConaughey commits to this performance with a physical transformation and emotional performance that you can’t help but root for Woodroof. He’s supported by a sharp, urgent, and schmaltz-free script.
The film focuses on its anti-hero’s redemption but the Dallas Buyers Club becomes a biopic with a conventional plot. Woodroof battles big Pharma and sticks it to the man aided by a sassy gay friend.
The supporting characters were good with what they’re given but were cast aside and used for his transformation. He still has a penchant for booze and hookers but becomes a less homophobic and drugged scoundrel with a purpose.
His relentless drive to sustain his business built around people that once made his balls recede is amusing but takes away from what could have been a much more compelling story – a look into the early history of HIV/AIDS and the community created by the Dallas Buyers Club.
But that isn’t what this movie is about anyway. McConaughey carries this biopic on his scrawny shoulders and succeeds in making a selfish boor relatable.
Dallas Buyers Club
Matthew McConaughey elevates Dallas Buyers Club into an affecting albeit conventional story about medical activism.