Rarely would Sam Neill carry a film on his own, but what he did in several of them, modestly and dependably, was equally as important.
His nuanced supporting work allowed some of the greatest actresses of their moment attain their first fireworks.
And even though he starred in one of Hollywood’s hugest blockbusters, it takes a certain kind of confidence to share the spotlight with a dinosaur.
Here are Neill’s highlights, all worth rewatching for the sake of better appreciating a sophisticated presence often on the sidelines. – Los Angeles Times/Tribune News Service
Gillian Armstrong’s first feature is a landmark of the Australian New Wave and feminist cinema, signaling the arrival of the great Judy Davis and containing the most erotically charged (and quite possibly the longest) pillow fight in movie history.
It works splendidly for countless reasons, not the least of which is Neill’s presence as the charming suitor of Davis’ headstrong heroine.
Set in 1897 in rural Australia, the film follows Davis’ Sybylla, who dreams of becoming a writer, an unconventional aspiration given her family’s poverty and societal norms. Then she meets a wealthy charmer, played by Neill, and he proposes.
It should be an easy decision, particularly since Sybylla loves him and Neill makes him so irresistible.
That Sybylla does, in fact, resist, choosing independence over love and the possibility of perennial pillow fights, makes My Brilliant Career so daring and thrilling. – Glenn Whipp
It’s being remade with Margaret Qualley and the main reason for the movie’s notoriety remains Isabelle Adjani’s unhinged, incantatory performance, a collection of freak-outs that’s still unmatched.
But one can argue that Adjani couldn’t have gotten there without the slightly milquetoast banality of her character’s husband, played by Neill as one of the least exciting on-screen spies of the 1980s. (She’s already cheating on him when the movie begins.)
He doesn’t seem cut out to be a family man either, but Neill’s cuckolded complaining, hard to pull off this confidently, may be what’s driving her to self-harm in the first place. – Joshua Rothkopf
More than a decade before his Jurassic Park role, Neill delivered a chilling turn as the Antichrist in The Final Conflict, better known as the third film in The Omen franchise, about a couple that unwittingly adopts the son of Satan.
In this second sequel, Neill plays an adult Damien Thorn, now a U.S ambassador to the United Kingdom who is determined to stop the second coming of Christ.
With sinister smiles and steely glares, Neill makes Damien his own, waging a murderous campaign against a group of priests, his voice dripping with contempt as he vows to slay the Nazarene when he is born. – Greg Braxton
We remember Philip Noyce’s claustrophobic cat-and-mouse thriller primarily as Nicole Kidman’s big-screen breakthrough.
But, and you may be noticing a theme here, the movie would not work without Neill, who had a gift for playing opposite strong-minded women.
Kidman and Neill are a married couple embarking on an ocean adventure to work through the loss of their child. They happen upon a crazy-eyed stranger (Billy Zane) on a sinking schooner, take him aboard and things go south from there.
Part Cary Grant, part MacGyver, Neill gives a great physical performance, which he parlayed into well-paying Hollywood action roles for the rest of his career. None came close, though, to his flare-gun theatrics here. – Glenn Whipp
You go for the dinosaurs and there’s no shame in that. But credit Neill for both understanding the assignment and not quite settling for those awed stares of Spielbergian wonder.
His Alan Grant is distinct enough to register as prickly and a little inside himself. He absolutely hates children, even as the whole plot, somewhat obviously, steers him in the opposite direction.
He’s not Jeff Goldblum-level rascally, but he’s confident enough to go his own way and make a killer joke at a high-voltage fence.
Acting-wise, Neill has already held his own opposite several forces of nature (see above). Raptors were nothing. – Joshua Rothkopf
So many of Neill’s most memorable movies feature him supporting the singular vision of great directors, as is the case with Jane Campion’s 1993 landmark.
Neill plays the awkward, ignorant Scottish farmer who arranges for a mail-order marriage with Holly Hunter’s mute pianist and then becomes possessive and driven to jealous despair.
We hate him. Which was fine by Neill, as he wrote in his 2023 memoir: "There is honour to be found in the second fiddle. Or fourth. No one notices you much, you don’t get nominated for things. But you served. I was there in an important feminist film. It’s a work of art.
"And look, that tiny little figure in the fabric – see down there on the right – that’s me. It’s a film that will always have a place in cinema history. And I served in it." – Glenn Whipp
Finally, a leading role. Granted it’s one in which Neill, strapped in a straitjacket, screams things like I’m not insane!
But if you’re a fan of his brand of slightly unconvinced heroism, John Carpenter’s horror movie – about an insurance investigator on the hunt for a missing Stephen King-like author – is an enjoyable watch.
Carpenter was never one to overexplain things to his actors (it’s why you find so many rich, self-directed performances in his movies) and Neill’s snoop definitely goes through the looking glass, from disbelieving cynic to true believer.
Genre movies thrive on his kind of total commitment. – Joshua Rothkopf
