Just stumbled across a fantastic Denver anarchist crime blotter by the name of ‘Til it Breaks.
Anyone else notice that there seem to be a hell of a lot of successful bank robberies in the area of late? Any chance we’ve entered a new age of social banditry?
I can dream.
I finally saw Public Enemies, by the way. It was pretty much as I feared. There wasn’t even a pretense of historical accuracy, Johnny Depp was hopelessly miscast, and, worst of all, there was no mention of Dillinger’s, shall we say, most impressive endowment. That said, it was a Michael Mann flick, and he’s pretty competent hand when it comes to crime dramas, so it was fun to watch most of the time.
And Marion Cotillard absolutely nailed Billie Frechette. At least as I always pictured her in my schoolboy’s imagination.
Yeah, as a huge M. Mann fan, I agree with your review in toto.
I’m gonna go watch Miami Vice (again).
Your taste is in your ass, guys.
Public Enemies sucked green donkey dicks from the opening scene — wherein I’m killed before rather than several months after Dillinger, in an orchard rather than a cornfield, and by Melvin fucking Purvis, no less — until the last credit rolled.
And fuck Miami Vice, too, while we’re at it.
You want to watch a good MM flick, try Thief.
Ha! I was wondering what you thought of that, Mr. Arthur. How’s about Warren Oates’ crack at Dillinger? I’ve got it on the shelf but haven’t watched it yet.
Jesus, I thought I was AGREEING that it sucked. Maybe that was unclear.
At any rate, seen Thief already and it is indeed good. So maybe you can xxxx [redacted] the xxxx [redacted] off now with your unsolicited and philistine advice. Try that xxxxxx [redacted].
P.s. Miami Vice is solid film making in the genre; MM owns the action- drama genre. QED. (‘Collateral’ sucked “green donkey dicks” if we must add another log on the fire of his oeuvre, but Miami Vice is well done [notice the use of Mogwai too!])
P.p.s I just obtained Heat on Blu-ray, BTW, and they made it ponderously longer without really adding anything of value. Great Film made nearly painful due to this augmentation.
First off, my name ain’t Jesus, pal. Don’t think for a minute that just because your own handle translates as “Devil,” you’re at liberty to play games with mine.
As to your “agreement,” if that it were, it wasn’t so much unclear as it was kinda like eatin’ a fuckin’ [unredacted] bowl of jello for dessert. Know what I mean?
What I’m REALLY curious about, tho, is what the fuck [unredacted] you’ve got against Philistines? Apart from being a fuckin’ [unredacted] officer, LT, you wouldn’t happen to be fuckin’ [unredacted] zionist celebrant of genocide, would you???
Now, as to the Warren Oats flick, it’s even more inaccurate than the MM version of things — I mean, really, Michelle fucking [unredacted] Philips as Billie Frechette? Ben Johnson as Purvis? — but doesn’t take itself so fucking [unredacted] seriously. As a result, it’s a helluva lot more fun to watch.
Oats actually ain’t bad as Johnny D., but Harry Dean Stanton’s portrayal of Homer Van Meter — even though there’s not much of the real Homer in the mix — is the real gem. Or so sez I.
Last thing: Anybody seen Verne Miller around, lately? I’ve still got a fuckin’ [unredacted] bone to pick with the boy ’bout all that funny business I got blamed for in KC. Johnny Lanza, too, come to think about it.