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 Rated 5 out of 5!
powerful performances
an all star cast led by Christopher Walken and Chris Penn,this movie is a classic and a rare work of art.Annabella Sciorra,Isabella Rossellini,Benicio Del Toro all give powerful performances is this gangland epic. Rated 4 out of 5
Now what the hell is this?
WOW! that’’s all i have to say... For me being a huge fan of movies especailly strange one... This one i thought was unusual...
It was Christopher Walken in one of his best! Chris Penn was outstanding! Benicio Del Toro well, maybe when we didn’’t know him, hiding his accent would have been a little more unoticeable... And VIncent Gallo is great...
This movie (and I love mafia movies.) was great. But filmed strange and had a strange story or at least it flowed weird... But i reccomend this movie to anyone who is a fan of the genre or actors... Rated 1 out of 5
Subtitled in Flemish?
"Christopher Walken and Chris Penn play 1930’’s hoodlums whose violent crimes cause them a degree of spiritual anguish rare among movie gangsters." Love it - ’’Rare’’. Nitch and Kinkyguard discussions over bootleg liquor deals were de rigueur in 30’’s gang culture, son, get it right. I bet even Al Capone went into half hour monologues on the nature of the divided self while chewing cigar butts. If only he had concentrated more on his tax papers than butt-end existentialism, but that’’s gangsterism for you. It’’s only the day job while you’’re a full time bar room philosopher.
Ferrara stalwart Walken has the most amazing hair in Hollywood. He looks like he steps every morning into that power shower depicted on ’’Seinfeld’’. If so, he should have empty eye sockets too. In the final scene, a puzzled look crosses Walken’’s face as he descends the stairs. Is he thinking "Where’’s the director?" It’’s a little late for that, Chris.
As for the other Chris, Mr Penn once again shows his remarkable ability to whip up a fine level of steam a-la the average boiling kettle, until he goes beetroot and then you wait for the inevitable projectile of flem from his gob. Luckily, the poor actress on the receiving end of this charming mouth candy was fortunate on this occasion to have her back to him. I’’d rather not tell you why she had her back to him but in any case, it’’s the best position to be in when Mr Penn goes into full method meltdown. Out bulge the eyes, out goes the flem. If there was an oscar for flemming, Mr Penn would be Meryl Streep. This may account for the erratic cinematography in the film. Everyone from the runner to the sound guy is sliding in it. It no doubt led to many long, soul searching questions on the meaning of existence, not to mention accident insurance. For instance, "Why, in the name of God, life, the universe and everything, do I always work on low budget films where they can’’t afford a man with a bucket to run around after Chris Penn?" Probably because cars run out of petrol driving round Chris Penn. What chance has a lowly PA got on foot? They should consider a few wind-cheaters at the very least. If they don’’t, then it’’s their funeral.
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