- De Niro and Pacino are looking old. They made a point of inserting an obligatory explanation as to why these two dinosaurs hadn’t retired from the force yet, but I feel like neither of them would have passed the physical that would allow them to keep their jobs. They’re like Mick Jagger: give it up already.
- I don’t feel that the De Niro / Pacino double bill is enough to justify making a movie. You get the feeling that everyone in every scene with them is delighted and in awe of the fact that they get to share the screen with these two film legends, but to be honest a little less reverence would have gone a long way with this movie.
- Carla Gugino’s character seemed really over-dressed a lot of the time for someone who gathered and recorded evidence at crime scenes. She’d be in a uniform of sorts while at the crime scene and yet she’d come up from work in huge heels, pencil skirts, and belted trench coats as if this is what she had worn to the office before changing into something more appropriate for going through blood samples in. I find this costuming confusing, aside from the obvious “let’s up the sexiness factor of this film” reason.
- In case you couldn’t figure it out from trailer, Pacino is indeed the killer. Shocker, that. They don’t even try to disguise it very well. At the start of the movie Pacino is going on and on about some chess master and how he was always six moves ahead of his opponent and clearly this is also referencing him staying six moves ahead of his partner, De Niro, when it comes time to finding the killer and framing De Niro. Then the movie is intercut with clips of what looks like De Niro’s taped confession where he talks about who he killed and why; obviously if they’re revealing him as the killer right from the beginning, he’s not the killer and something is amiss and there’s a TWIST. Problem is, it’s only a twist if you don’t see it coming a mile away and if De Niro’s not the killer, then obviously Pacino is. The other cops invetsigating the string of murders, John Leguizamo and Donnie Wahlberg, figure out pretty early on that the killer is a cop and the movie goes out of it’s way to make De Niro look like an out-an-out psychopath with a huge thirst for revenge and justice which, again, is too obvious. And every time the killer approaches the soon-to-be-killed, they go out of their way to make sure we can’t see the killer on screen or that he’s referred to, vaguely, as “detective” in case for some reason anyone still thought it was De Niro and not Pacino. I don’t think I’ve felt this talked down to as an audience member since Atonement.
- I want Donnie Wahlberg to be a cop in real life.
- 50 Cent was unnecessary.
- As far as “we’re good guys because we kill murderers, rapists, and Russian mobsters” movies go, I prefer Boondock Saints. THERE WAS A FIRE FIGHT!!
- Al Pacino needs to lay off the tanning salon.
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