Synopsis
A federal agent is dead. A killer is loose. And the City of Angels is about to explode.
A fearless Secret Service agent will stop at nothing to bring down the counterfeiter who killed his partner.
1985 Directed by William Friedkin
A fearless Secret Service agent will stop at nothing to bring down the counterfeiter who killed his partner.
William Petersen Willem Dafoe John Pankow Debra Feuer John Turturro Dean Stockwell Darlanne Fluegel Michael Greene Steve James Robert Downey Sr. Christopher Allport Valentin de Vargas Jack Hoar Dwier Brown Michael Chong Jacqueline Giroux Michael Zand Bobby Bass Dar Robinson Anne Betancourt Katherine M. Louie Edward Harrell Gilbert Espinoza John Petievich Zarko Petievich Rick Dalton Richard L. Lane Jack Cota Shirley J. White Show All…
David R. Ellis Buddy Joe Hooker Jophery C. Brown Kenny Bates R. A. Rondell Jimmy Nickerson Phil Chong Bobby Bass Jeffrey J. Dashnaw Henry Kingi Gary Hymes Dennis Scott Pat E. Johnson Carl Ciarfalio Orwin C. Harvey Gary McLarty Glory Fioramonti Doc Duhame Donna Keegan Tony Epper William H. Burton Sr. Dick Ziker Ronnie Rondell Jr. Justin De Rosa John C. Meier Larry Holt Jeb Stuart Adams Billy D. Lucas Dar Robinson Loren Janes Debbie Lynn Ross Ray Saniger Bobby Burns John Casino Clarke Coleman Hugh Hooker Ray Colbert Tommy J. Huff Chad Randall Steve M. Davison James M. Halty Tim A. Davison Steve Holladay Pat Romano Manny Perry Eddy Donno Charley Morgan Michael Runyard Scott Wilder Kenny Endoso Matt Johnston Richard M. Ellis Vernon Rieta Jim Connors Wally Crowder Pat McGroarty Pat Green Billy Bates Keith Tellez Billy Hank Hooker Erik Felix Tim Culbertson Danny Rogers Jon Conrad Pochron David Carlton Jay C. Currin
Rodger Pardee Gary Alexander Robert Glass Chris Jenkins Louis L. Edemann Sergio Reyes Jeff Bushelman Jean-Louis Ducarme Mike Dobie
Police Fédérale Los Angeles, 驚天大行動, Отмъщение в Ел Ей, Elää ja kuolla L.A:ssa, Vivir y morir en Los Ángeles, Leben und Sterben in L.A., Vivere e morire a Los Angeles, Police Fédérale - Los Angeles, Élni és meghalni Los Angelesben, Viver e Morrer em Los Angeles, 威猛奇兵, לחיות ולמות באל איי, Żyć i umrzeć w Los Angeles, Elää ja kuolla L.A.:ssa, Viață și moarte în L.A., Жить и умереть в Лос-Анджелесе, Жити й померти в Лос-Анджелесі, 리브 앤 다이, Да живееш и умреш в Лос Анджелис, Žít a zemřít v L. A., Yaşamak ve Ölmek, სიცოცხლე და სიკვდილი ლოს-ანჯელესში, Viure i morir a Los Angeles
This is the kind of movie where when someone gets shot, their head explodes, the blood is super bright red, and Wang Chung is playing. Masterpiece.
William Friedkin’s thematic extension/reversal of The French Connection with gritty 70s semi documentary given to 80s synthetic artifice (all warm colors, decadent behavior, modernist architecture). This would be a gem for Robby Mueller great cinematography alone. It is pure pulp, a dance of seduction and death between cinema’s toughest mannequin (William Petersen) and an ambiguous capitalist zombie (Willem Dafoe). A tale of bad crooks and even worse cops that plays against the usual hyper competence of the genre with a comic series of blunders and failure (I don’t think Petersen does a single thing that actually helps him catch Defoe the whole movie). It starts around Christmas but the only thing shared here is brutality and obsession. It is one…
ACAB canon. one of the only totally rotten, cynical, mean-spirited movies i adore, so beautiful and so disgusting. knowing william petersen is a chill gentleman in real life makes his full body son of a bitch performance even more breathtaking. i've decided it's feminist because the women are cool and smart and the men are nude psychopaths
Purely quintessential 80's cinema- a blood laced, coke-induced thrill ride set to the timeless backdrop of a neon sunset and the eternally melodic bars of Wang Chung.
Possibly William Friedkin's masterpiece.
Friedkin had a unique skill for finding Hell-on-Earth horror in just about any setting or genre, and doing so in this equally sleek and scorching piece of 80s neo-noir art-pulp transcendence—which takes an authentically researched counterfeit-printing crime procedural and stylistically pushes it to the surreal sensory overload of its unhinged, thrill-junkie hotshot cop protagonist—is still among his finest achievements. There's a lot in here to love but one of my favorite details is that brief flash cut back to the bridge bungee jumping in the middle of the astonishingly, recklessly tangible guerilla car chase through the LA river and reverse-traffic freeway. It’s the moment that confirms that through all this loud, clockwork chaos he has unleashed (in part by being…
aesthetically invigorating, formally incomparable to any of its contemporaries, paced immaculately with no moments of fat or sluggishness. fronted by two incredible leading performances, one a sweaty psychotic william petersen whose dilated pupils and intensity inflect every inch of the frames he's in, his reaction to finding his partner's body is one of the greatest 20 second performances in film history, and on the other end a flamboyant merciless queer coded willem dafoe who was always just the greatest performer, one of those rare antagonists who is genuinely unpredictable, not necessarily in what he does but in how he executes them, and his posturing and wide eyed grin leaves you feeling rot underneath your skin. the whole movie is essentially…
Just the most lurid shit ever, like an episode of Dragnet snorted an enormous pile of coke and chased it with some pills. William Petersen’s secret service agent looks and acts far sleazier than the “criminals” he’s after, who are mostly cautious and fastidious (if also violent sociopaths).
The car chase is famous, of course, and rightfully so. But it’s more than an expertly shot action scene; it underscores and explicates character at the same time. Sure, going the wrong way on an L.A. freeway is a great setup for vehicular chaos. But the way Friedkin builds to that moment is very deliberate and totally brilliant. Petersen’s character doesn’t just accidentally wind up going the wrong way on a one-way…
Friedkin car chases > other car chases, because in a Friedkin film everyone's already careening wildly toward death; cars let them do it even faster.
Action!: Friedkin, The Realist
WATCHED W/ AUDIO COMMENTARY BY FRIEDKIN FOR THE KINO’S 4K
Just when you think you’ve heard/read everything about the extremes Friedkin would go to bring a sense of realism to his movies, you hear the man got a call from the US government after someone was caught using his counterfeit money he made with the help of a real-life counterfeiter that explained him the process to do this (which is shown on the movie during the opening).
But this wasn’t the only thing where he shoots for realism. As he kept repeating over and over throughout the film, when it comes to casting this movie, he was looking for completely or relatively unknown names as he…