The tale of a skilled English tailor who makes the best suits in Chicago in 1954. As usual, such small businesses are run by men with guns, and our British Milsdar is also covered by one of the Mafia families. One night the poor fellow gets into a bad situation - gangsters break into his atelier to escape their pursuers, and one of them is the wounded son of the godfather...
A chambery crime thriller built on dialogue and unexpected twists that constantly punctuate the even flow of the narrative. The plot, on the other hand, has little depth beneath it, but it's enough to create confusion for both the gangsters and the viewer. "The Suit" is like a house of cards, pulling out one card pulls the rest, so here too, one lie hides another, provoking irreversible consequences, causing another batch of trickery to save the day.
At the same time, nothing in the scenario looks far-fetched or pulled by the ears, because the motives of the actors are clear, and their choice is quite clear. It's both amusing and interesting to watch as a bunch of strong-willed people plot, conceal and recklessly improvise on the fly, concocting new schemes and impulsive actions inside the store on a cold and snowy Chicago night.
The film unhurriedly draws the viewer into the maelstrom of events, swinging evenly through quiet dialogues, enticing in its deft game of cat-and-mouse. This production is akin to a theatrical performance, where the scene changes one actor after another, throwing in more and more new information, increasing the pace of the narrative, and reaching its climax in the finale.
Moral: It is not easy to be a villain - knives in the back and boomerangs in the face fly not only from enemies, but also from the closest and most loyal people.
The result is an intriguing thriller that feels like staging a play, a beautifully combined dialogue film that can keep you at the screen until the denouement.