Not Coming to a Theater Near You
There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
Val Kilmer’s Scott (a CIA operative, his character is never formally named), just before an impromptu midnight bust, is asked if he’s had enough sleep, and his response (“Irrelevant.”) carries a palpable air of both forthright preparedness and impatience—that it’s a waste of time to even ask him if he’s had enough sleep. It epitomizes him, a man of readily determinable capability; he’s the only type of character that’s sustainable in a film like this, one in which the accused or the setting is prone to change radically and at any given moment. This is a tripwire of a film so taught and undetectable that every one of its thrills is blindsiding.
by Rumsey Taylor | Source: Warner Bros. DVD
05 Jul 2007 11:51 AM | Submit Comment
