Entries Tagged as 'Crime'

“Raines” (2007)

RainesJeff Goldblum is back.

We’re going into the 5th week of “Raines” this week and sadly, it’s already half over. “Raines” was brought onto NBC as a mid-season replacement for ER, which was scheduled for a 6-week hiatus as the cast and crew split their 12th season. Several weeks ago, TV.com reported that NBC had already reduced their initial order from 13 to 7, which I’m sure is a disappointment to creator and producer Graham Yost, who’s last NBC show was the celebrated and lamented “Boomtown.” [Read more →]

‘Ripley Under Ground’ (2005)

ripley_under_ground.jpgFilmed back in 2004, but left on the shelf for 3 years, ‘Ripley Under Ground‘ a/k/a ‘White On White‘ has been released on DVD in Europe.

Barry Pepper plays Ripley as a rock-star – long hair, a close shave and charisma to burn – and the tone of the thing is far lighter than any of the previous incarnations – ‘Purple Noon‘ ,’The American Friend‘, ‘The Talented Mr. Ripley‘, ‘Ripley’s Game‘, etc.

Some early reviewers have referred to it as a ‘comedy’, but it’s not, really. Unfortunately, the lighter tone actually hurts the film a bit, because this outing paints Mr. Ripley as less of a predator and sociopath than any of the Ripley films that have preceeded it. [Read more →]

“Hustle” (2004)

The best new show of 2006 is on AMC.

“WTF?!”, you say? AMC, the home of endless Charles Bronson repeats and forgettable PG-13 80′s crap?

Yes, THAT AMC.

Hustle stars Adrian Lester (‘Primary Colors‘), Robert Vaughn (‘The Man from U.N.C.L.E.’) and Marc Warren (‘The Vice’) in a hip, new British caper-show that resembles ‘Mission Impossible’ by way of ‘The Avengers’. In this case though, the protagonists are con-men.

Lester is the ringleader, while Warren and Vaughn provide support and newcomer Jaime Murray provides distraction as resident femme fatale Stacie Monroe.

In many ways Hustle is a throwback to those stealthy policiers of yesteryear, when we’d dally with Mrs. Peel and John Steed as roguish British agents. But unlike the craptacular tv-show remakes of the late ’90′s, Hustle is all about the writing. [Read more →]

‘Traffik’(1989) vs. ‘Traffic’(2000)

‘Traffik’(1989) ‘Traffic’(2000)

After watching the British version of ‘Traffik‘ alongside a broadcast of 2000′s Steven Soderbergh remake, both courtesy of the Sundance Channel, I think I like the original more, even though Benicio Del Toro and Don Cheadle aren’t in it. The Brits are less black-and-white about the subject – the criminals aren’t all resident aliens, and fewer prominent characters live in the suburbs. Many are ‘respectable’ natural-born citizens, and international monetary policy (read IMF) is as culpable in the propagation of the drug trade as the well-to-do professionals of Southern California. Interesting, isn’t it, how Soderbergh moved the incidence of drug use and propagation out of the ‘Heartland’ of America into those ‘blue’ Gore margins. But we all know who’s catalyzing crystal-meth in Iowa – and his name don’t end with ‘Rodriguez’… [Read more →]

‘Batman Begins’? (2005)

‘Batman Begins’ (2005)**possible spoilers**

Too fucking long.

The good? The first hour – the mythic stuff of murdered billionaire parents and quests for self in the Far East. Liam Neeson and Christian Bale did a great job there. At their serviceable best were Michael Caine and Morgan Freeman in the now-split role of Alfred. Where the Butler once did double-duty as Manservant and Armorer, Alfred is now split across Caine’s Alfred and Freeman’s Lucius Fox.

The bad? The gratuitous car chase and the plurality of its villains. There’s the guy that murdered young Bruce’s parents – who may have not been a person, but only a symptom of city-wide corruption and the inevitable crime-boss; then there’s Ra’s Al Ghul – real and fake – and his lackey, the sometimes psychiatrist, sometime supervillain Scarecrow.

The movie was bloated. Writers David Goyer and Christopher Nolan may both be fanboys, but the movie really didn’t need to be 2 hours and 20 minutes long. The movie didn’t have to have all of the Wangerian overtures that it did, and everything DIDN’T have to amount to a massive conspiracy cooked-up by the principal villain. Really, it didn’t have to be that way.

Somewhere into the 2nd half-hour, I found myself wishing for a grittier film about Batman’s training and the Kung fu-like trials that he no doubt had to face. But this was NOT that movie. Instead, the Archvillian’s Far Eastern mountain hide-out (China? Tibet? Khandahar?) was suddenly in the exurbs of Gotham City, and within shouting distance of Bruce’s faithful LearJet. Segue into the 3rd Act of a 4 Act play.

This gives way to the inevitable board-room dramas and the IPO that corporate custodian Rutger Hauer wants to pursue, given the 20 year absence of a Wayne family member to run the company. The corpo-drama was like the car chase, and could have been cut from the final draft, just like the ‘End of Days’ Strum und Drang that brings Gotham to its knees, the survival of which the writers never fully explain.

The promising bits of this film were the Memento-like Nolan signature bits, where he breaks up the timeline, and flashes back and forth between Bruce Wayne’s past and present, between his childhood, young adulthood and the present. A better film could have emeged from further play on that ambiguity – there’s a key moment, somewhere during the 2nd Act that could have taken place anywhere along Bruce Wayne’s timeline, though it’s supposed to take place before Bruce’s Eastern training sessions. If Nolan had been given greater control over the story, I suspect the film might have pursued that arty uncertainty at greater length, but alas, not.

What we got was 70 minutes of promise and 10 minutes of Gary Oldman playing against type.
Rating: ★★★☆☆

‘One Way Out’ (2002)

‘No Way Out’ (2002)First things first – let’s lay out the dirty linen: I avoided this thing during normal waking hours, given the ‘noir’ log-line and the Jim Belushi principal. But between 3 and 5 am, this film was pure gold. Sometimes things just work out that way, especially if you miss the first 10-20 minutes, as I did; years of insomniac viewing have taught me that some beginnings are better missed than seen.

Such was my approach to ‘One Way Out’ – and it paid off.

How could I have expected Jim Belushi to pull off a Michael Chiklis-like transformation and play a corrupt cop, caught between a rock and a hard place? In fact, the performance is so compelling that it threw me off of the main arc of the plot: While the story may be a bit formulaic, Belushi’s performance is a wonderful distraction – I didn’t even see the denouement coming, until I was watching it on screen. [Read more →]

‘Strange Hearts’ aka ‘Roads to Riches’ (2001)

‘Strange Hearts’ a/k/a ‘Roads to Riches’ (2001)I caught this film almost by accident this morning on cable, in just about the last place I’d expect to find it: HBO.

This film is an easy match for anyone who enjoys any of Paul Thomas Anderson’s early films, as it revisits some of the territory of ‘Hard Eight‘ and Lodge Kerrigan’s ‘Claire Dolan‘. Sorry, no Gwyneth Paltrow-as-a-hooker here, but this film explores a sort of strange, alternate universe at the center of our fickle, ADD American culture. This seemed to me a gritty, IFC-type film, rather than the sort of thing HBO might run, thus my surprise.

The inimitable Robert Forster stars here as a sort of con-man (Jack), living off of the fringes of televised Game Shows and other short cons. He lives in a ‘resident motel’, as he works toward a big payoff scheme, his ‘Rat in a Can’. I won’t describe it here – you’ll just have to see it for yourself. [Read more →]

‘Femme Fatale’ (2002)

‘Femme Fatale’ (2002)I missed this one in theaters, but bought it on videotape, watched it and forgot about it, only to watch it late last night in crippled aspect-ratio (full-screen) on HBO.

I’m a DePalma fan from way back, and ‘Sisters‘ (1972), ‘Carrie‘ (1976) and ‘Dressed to Kill‘ (1980) rank among my all-time favorite films. I’m also aware of DePalma’s long-standing debt to Hitchcock, not to mention Coppola, with his excursions into the mafia-genre (‘Scarface’,'Carlito’s Way’ and ‘The Untouchables’). The principal problem with this film, I think, is that Mr. DePalma had TOO MUCH money at his disposal. [Read more →]