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Heat
(1995)
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Director:
Michael Mann |
COUNTRY
USA |
Genre
Crime/Action |
NORWEGIAN
TITLE
Heat |
RUNNING
TIME
170
minutes |
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Producer:
Michael Mann
Art Linson |
Screenwriter:
Michael Mann |
Review
Michael Mann brought the
action-genre out of its formulaic, hyperbolic 1990s formula and made it
ready for the new millennium with this comprehensive cat-and-mouse movie
starring Al Pacino and Robert De Niro. It was the iconic actors' first
pairing since The Godfather Part II, and the first ever film in
which they shared screen-time together – although in Heat, much
of the power lies in the anticipation of their encounters, not the
realization of them. The basis for the film is an essentially simple
crime/heist story made wide-reaching and multifaceted by crafty writing.
Michael Mann had been wanting to get this idea filmed for decades; it
was his magnum opus in waiting. He even made a quasi-version with the TV
movie L.A. Takedown in 1989 as some sort of dress rehearsal.
Luckily, he waited until he was able to get the muscle, the talent and
the confidence to take the director's chair himself before rebooting his
script and getting the film off the ground. The end-result is large,
noisy and borderline emblematic, but also atmospheric and seductive. The direction is so tight and
industrious that the enormous scale and extensive running time is not
only justified, but downright necessary. Even after Mann has gone on
detour after detour, you still want him to take you on another after two
plus hours. And as the movie crowds you with a who's who of '90s movie
stars and character actors, set up in separate but not necessarily very
divergent camps of good-guys and bad-guys, you feel snugly encompassed
by their dangerous fantasy world where every second of life is lived to
the fullest. A crisp, slimmed down Robert De Niro, looking like a
younger version of himself, gave his final great performance. Val Kilmer
created a harrowingly obsessed character, and Jon Voight was more in
touch with himself on-screen than he had been in a long time. The only
let-down among the cast is Al Pacino, who too often resorts to shouting
and staring instead of acting and reacting, although he does redeem
himself with a couple of fine moments.
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