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| Roman Polanski |
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| From Frantic |
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| From Ghost Writer |
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| Roman Polanski |
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| From Frantic |
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| From Ghost Writer |
Instead of going for Indiana Jones, Hans Solo, or Jack Ryan,
characters he helped make icons, there are several films that are especially
well done thrillers: Frantic, Witness, and Presumed Innocent. They are well worth your time. Then there are
those in which Ford adds just enough to standard fare, making what might
otherwise be a mere modest evening’s entertainment an enjoyable adventure. Here are two:
The Fugitive — This is a story thrice told. It is based,
however loosely, on real life story in which a physician is accused of killing
his wife. The reporting of of the crime and trials were sensationalized and
formed the basis for the wildly popular TV series starring David Janssen and making the “one-armed man” a regularly used
phrase to create doubt in an excuse or alibi. In film as in the TV series, to
prove his innocence he must be free to find the actual murderer. But the main
pursuer is no idiot and he has resources the lonely runner does not. It is cat
and mouse all the way. Who knows why anyone would try to top the TV show? But
producer Roy Huggins and his crew
did so in a remarkably successful way.
The 1993 movie, with Harrison as fugitive Dr. Kimble accused of the
crime, goes on the run and the rest is cinematic history. This was a huge box
office triumph and whatever negative criticism surfaced was buried in the
film’s success. In the end The Fugitive not
only made tons of money, but was also nominated for seven Academy Awards, with Tommy Lee Jones winning Best Supporting
Actor for his role as the chaser in this thrilling chase movie. Andrew Davis directed.
Good People — Just a touch of greed. The tenant in a run-down
home of a struggling young couple (James
Franco and Kate Hudson) dies,
leaving behind a pile of dangerous dough, residue from a double double-crossed
dope deal. The criminal doesn’t appear
to have a next of kin and the cops have cleared his abode without discovering
the stash. After a brief wait, the couple, (nice kids) decide to keep the money. After all, what cold possibly go wrong? As it
turns out there are two gangs who had been screwed over, and the police have
more than a professional interest. There’s really no way they can do the right
thing once things get going. Again, the plot is not exactly new. Most plots aren’t. What we’re interested in
here is how can two ordinary people deal with all the powerful and evil forces
mounted against them and each other.
There is a certain amount of suspense.
However I kept thinking about Home
Alone and how much more effective Macaulay
Culkin was in his dealings against his home invaders. Tom
Wilkinson adds a more realistic dimension to the action, but this film,
like Paranoia, wasn’t really ready
for the big screen. But again, while you
will not be forced into hours of distressed thought about the meaning of life,
the goodness or badness of humanity, there are entertaining moments. Good People was directed by Henrik Ruben Genz and based on a book
by the same name, written by Marcus
Sakey.
This double feature represents that old saying “keep the kid
in the movie…because the kid is the
movie. That’s not altogether true for Witness and The Client, both big box office successes that deal with protecting
a child who becomes a target for elimination because he knows too much.
Witness (1985)
cleaned up in the awards department. I remember loving the movie. My worry,
when I sat down to watch it again these many years later, was that it wouldn’t
hold up. I needn’t have worried. Director Peter
Weir created a nearly timeless film that delivers a sit-on-the-edge-of-your
seat plot and sets it against both a rarely used social environment and a
strikingly visual landscape. A young
Amish kid witnesses the brutal killing of a cop in the restroom of a train
station. Because of corruption in the
police department, neither the young witness (Lucas Haas) nor his police protector Harrison Ford, are safe — anywhere.
They retreat, Ford reluctantly, to an Amish community in Pennsylvania,
where we meet an attractive Amish woman played by Kelly McGillis and other members of the boy’s family. We also see Alexander Godunov, Patti LuPone
and the first Hollywood appearance of Viggo
Mortensen. Danny Glover plays a significant role and if you pay attention
you’ll get a glimpse of James Earl Jones.
While it doesn’t have the wonderful noir moodiness of Blade Runner, Inception is exceptional.
Someone described it as a heist movie.
That works for me. A team of
criminals with specialized talents go about the delicate process of stealing
information from the brain of one person in order to implant that idea into the
brain of a person who will believe is his own.
We travel not in the outside world but in the world of dreams and dreams
within dreams. The laws of reality, as
they often do in my dreams anyway, are suspended.
I confess. I am among those who watch 48 Hours, Dateline and 20/20 when they devote the hour to telling stories of real life murder. As a mystery writer I remain curious about what happens in the real world versus how we interpret such things for fiction. For the most part, these shows represent a type of murder, which isn’t numerically at least, a reflection of what many real life murders are, which is more often unsolvable gang-related slayings, the immediately solved, out of control bar fights, etc.What we mostly see on network TV are the more interesting personal cases, quite often family related. They involve wives, husbands, and lovers. And while the stories aren’t necessarily classically told, the motives for these murders are classic. Jealousy, greed, revenge. Usually there are least three major people in the equation. The story is usually stretched to fill the time slot with questions like “Just what did she do that cloudy afternoon that could have caused her violent death?” Or, “Everyone liked Henry, but was he the God-fearing man and the devoted husband everyone thought he was?” Usually he wasn’t, but did he kill her? The narrator pushes the story forward in soft, insinuating tones. “No one knew what was waiting for that beautiful young woman on that moonless night, except the person who killed her and who might that be? The police are zeroing in the husband, but was there someone else who had a motive?”
If I were a network programmer, I would call these “intimate murders and titillating tales.” In the end, what we have is murder, mystery, suspense and sex. Hollywood, making the drama from scratch and with far more poetic license, does more, much more. They are able to cast more beautiful women, create more exciting visuals and shape the drama without the constraints of trying to stick to a pre-established set of facts. Usually the TV dramas amount to an arrest and trial. There are only two options: “guilty” or “not guilty.” In the movies, the end can be a complete surprise. And if nothing else, the big-screen, fictional version will have better lighting.
Enter Presumed Innocent. It is hard for me to imagine I first watched this 22 years ago. The reasons I did were probably Harrison Ford, who, with the exception of Indiana Jones, usually played a kind of everyman, and the fact the book was based on a Scott Turow novel. A marriage, an affair, a murder, unintentional consequences, a trial and a twist or two. Sometimes “innocence” isn’t so innocent. Brian Dennehy, Raul Julia and Paul Winfield provide solid support to a solid script in this box office success of 1990.

I hadn’t thought much about Diane Lane before Unfaithful. And while the movie might have been watchable without her, she brought incredible depth to a relatively common triangle. She could have been you or your wife. She was a good person who dares to step out of her predictable role as wife and mother for a moment, just a moment. Life, of course, is never the same. What might be considered shameful becomes much, much worse. The 2002 film features Richard Gere as the husband and Olivier Martinez as the other half of a brief but steamy affair.
Lane is remarkable here. But don’t take my word for it. Though the film came in for some mixed reviews, she was nominated for both the Academy and Golden Globe awards for best actress and won the best actress award from the National Society of Film Critics and another from the New York Film Critics. The film, more erotic than most crime films and perhaps because of its sensuousness, was a major box office hit.
One of the saving graces of both films, not that they necessarily need them, is that the characters are far from pure. Like most of us, just about everyone involved has committed a multitude of small sins and indiscretions. And all it takes is one small misstep to turn a whole life on end.
As accompaniment to this evening’s double feature — and with apologies to the purist drinkers among us — I recommend something rich and sweet. Maybe a Black Russian or a Brandy Alexander. It’s an emotional evening.