The rhythm of “Green Room” then becomes defined by one step forward, two steps back, as the Ain’t Rights attempt after attempt to escape and are thwarted, again and again, by Darcy and his executors. Their rigid sense of decorum, and the way they insist on running this outpost of militant hatred as a business, is shaped both by years of law-abiding operation and an unyielding belief that their way is there law path. They correct the grammar of Ain’t Rights, renaming them as “Ar not Rights” on the marquee of the room. Darcy addresses the group exclusively as a “gentleman”, ignoring Sam. Clark (Kai Lennox), Darcy’s second in command, is angered by the cost of getting rid of Ain’t Rights: “We still have to keep the books He complains when Gabe signs $ 350 to pay the group, then $ 600 to pay two “true believers” ready to stab each other to lure the police so Darcy can set their elaborate cover story in motion. The attack dogs Clark trained, which Darcy calls on to slaughter and kill the Ain’t Rights, also cost money – thousands of dollars each. As Ain’t Rights fight for their lives, Darcy’s main concern is how all of this will hurt her bottom line: “It could cost you your livelihood, Clark. As long as it doesn’t cost me mine, you’re covered, ”he says. And so, once Darcy finds the group’s gas siphoning kit, a story forms: This reckless group trespassed on Darcy’s private property, which had a “beware of the dog” sign. They broke the law and tried to steal gasoline from Darcy because they were stupid, desperate and poor. And what other choice did Darcy have but to put his dog on these intruders? He didn’t know what these young punks were capable of. He was, as he told Ain’t Rights, “within my right to intervene,” and if any of them died because of his self-defense, well.
“Don’t talk politics,” Tad warned of Ain’t Rights, but Darcy’s people have no such qualms. “It’s a movement, not a party,” Darcy says, and he approaches getting rid of Ain’t Rights with the cynical knowledge of a man who can wrap himself in the personality of an American entrepreneur and use this self-preservation. as an asset. The only way to fight something like that, then, is to do what Ain’t Rights have always done: refuse to play the game. They can’t believe Gabe actually called the police or that the police will arrive. Actually. They can’t trust Darcy, who comes across as such a reasonable man. They must use all possible weapons and make noise. They’re probably going to die anyway, so why not make it as embarrassing as possible for Darcy? When Pat and Amber are the only members of the Ain’t Rights party still alive, they go all in. They cut out their faces in camouflage patterns. They count the number of bullets fired at them and shout orders back and forth. They take Gabe hostage – and are now so transformed by their experience that navigating the forest to Darcy’s residence comes easily to them, the menacing impenetrability of the natural world being their trump card. And when they hunt down the remaining neo-Nazis at the crime scene, Darcy tries to blame the Ain’t Rights, Pat is disgusted by the mistake Darcy makes in organizing the gas siphoning: “It seems fishy to me. The fabric is for making a seal. I wouldn’t do it like that. It’s a revealing little moment that reveals Darcy’s lack of knowledge about the lifestyle he disparages and breaks Pat’s fear of him: “It’s funny. You were so scary last night. When Amber and Pat kill Darcy, they do it together, closing the circle of violence that had spread more and more in a single night.
Is it a happy ending? Perhaps. Pat and Amber staying alive after the events of “Green Room” theoretically looks better than Dwight’s death at the end of “Blue Ruin”. But Pat and Amber now have to live with the murders of their best friends, and as they listen to Tad’s Ain’t Rights interview on the radio the other day, Saulnier reminds us: these people are gone. That time is over. Pat ultimately decides who his Desert Island Party will be, but he has no one to share this information with: “Tell someone who doesn’t,” Amber says. Is Pat’s choice the Ain’t Rights themselves? Is this Minor Threat, which Pat wore the t-shirt? Is this Creedence Clearwater Revival, whose “Sinister Purpose” closes the film: “Sinister purpose / Knock at your door / Come and take my hand”? It might be one of those, or maybe none of them. We’re never going to find out, and Pat will never be the same, and America’s distaste for the working poor, that Darcy was going to use to protect himself from blame? It hasn’t changed yet.