Well, this one is one of those modern film noir kinda films, complete with sad horns playing during the sad times, and harpsichord playing during the happy ones. But since there ain’t no happy times here, no harpsichord for you! So yeah, a lot of neo noir jazz horns here. And voice-over.
Desert Diner. Said Voice over. Dude lookin in his marriage book. Sad horns play in the background. Guess we doin a flashback here, eh? We see a Cop with a taste for the ladies and extra green (Gary Oldman), he knows the difference between good and bad but just doesn’t seem to care, to paraphrase one of the characters here. My sentiments on the this film, too! Some risque behaviors that are tame by 2025 standards don’t really help make the film any more exciting, either. There’s a lot of sad horns here, just sayin.
Mainly sold on the Gary Oldman lead for me here, it’s...probably less than average but Oldman makes it kinda bearable. Juliette Lewis continues to prove she shouldn’t really ever be cast in films that aren’t named Natural Born Killers or From Dusk Til Dawn, a little Roy Scheider role and a bit part by Pissy Hellboy himself, Ron Perlman! Lena Olin as the Femme Fatale is well done. Wow. That bitch is insane. Other than that, the rather slow twists and turns makes this a long movie to get through. I for some reason had Quentin Tarantino somehow associated with this? I do not think that is the case though. And it shows.
