Some odd stylistic choices and quite a bit of overwriting distract from otherwise enjoyable noir
Inspired by Mike Ward's review, I decided to re-watch this, then realized I had never fully seen it before and had synthesized The Blob and the Fog in my head.
Great ominous pacing. It's an interesting way to structure the horror ensemble plot. Carpenter is really the master of the something-is-coming-for-you type of horror.
Score was great of course.
That part of Northern California was almost distracting beautiful.
Pretend I watched more than the first part.
While it's true, probably, that New York is much worse now than in the 1970s, despite the urban blight, the murders, the rapes, the police brutality (it was even worse then believe it or not), the hate crimes, the petty crimes, the slum lords, and so on, I don't care.
What value is this kind of nostalgia? It's probably great for the older people who lived through it, and this is a…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
This is an odd one.
The movie starts off strong, detailing Marbury's rise in 1990s New York. Bringing in New York street ball legends, his family, and Cam and Fat Joe, it's exciting and the style suits his meteoric rise.
From there it goes into his time in the NBA, but unfortunately provides very little information about what happened behind the scenes. Marbury's problems are vague - he was on bad teams, he was homesick, he didn't know how to…