What do you think she meant when she said “a huge black monster with giant claws”?
Why does everyone insist on sweetening James Ellroy- his books are mired in the gutter, seeping with bile and human misery, whereas the film adaptations (notably L.A. Confidential and this) are star studded spectaculars, set against the glittering backdrop of tinseltown and crammed with glamour and impressive period hair. But at least with the former they managed to retain the sharp dialogue and characters- this is just plain dull.
by Tom Huddleston | Source: DVD
15 Jan 2007 6:28 AM | Submit Comment