I don't know if I've just seen something tremendous, or god-awful. The film touches greatness many times, but many other times it scrapes the bottom of the filmmaking barrel. Even though Julianne Moore nails the campiness, I feel her performance was right for the wrong movie... she's on a whole new world compared to all the other performers, and I do mean this in a bad way. It's inconsistent with the rest of the cast's work, including a strong John Cusack.
I'm at a loss for words. Right now though, I feel that it wasn't very good. Unfortunately.
Curtis Hanson's L.A. Confidential is a jazzy crime drama that pays homage to film-noir that preceeded, namely Chinatown.
The performances are memorable, and each character is interesting enough to make you anticipate their next appearance. In my eye, Russell Crowe and Kim Basinger were standouts as a man-beating detective and a prostitute that looks like Veronica Lake.
I'm going to keep the plot very... hush-hush. This is a film for you to discover for yourself.
Of all the character's in Martin Scorsese's first masterpiece Mean Streets, the most important is the streets of Little Italy. The streets are not mean, they are made mean by the greedy hoodlums that reside on such roads. De Niro steals the show as a debt-heavy, trigger-happy hoodlum Jonny Boy. Harvey Kietel's duty as a conflicted man between mob and religion is good too. Scorsese's use of familiar locations, color, and music work beautifully. It's a wonderful precursor to GoodFellas.
Maybe someday I will watch this and GoodFellas back-to-back. That wouldn't be bad.
EDIT: My grammar here blows. Oh well.