Pollack's movie may have been thrilling in the seventies, but today there's something stale about it. I just could not buy into the relationship between Redford's rogue CIA agent and Dunaway's normal woman. The plot isn't completely clear, but that is one of the movie's strengths, that it works so well at making intrigue intriguing.
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.