Tense and violent thriller with career-best work from Bill Paxton as the eager but dumb police sheriff of a hick town who can never quite tell when people are laughing at him. A foolhardy act of courage leads to an unexpected moment of redemption. I only discovered it after I found it on Siskel and Ebert’s top films of 1992. I really want a Blu Ray release.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s is a bit of an anomaly. It's a film that is frightened of its own material.
The reasons are manifold. Capote (who wrote the novella) wanted Marilyn Monroe for the part of Holly Golightly; the weed-smoking alcoholic prostitute who has a casual affair with a gigolo writer. The studio wanted Hepburn, whose image was less sexually overt and more dignified. Audrey’s prostitute needed to be enigmatic, so the more salacious material in the story was dropped. Meanwhile,…