To Live and Die in LA -1985-


Directed by William Friedkin. 116 mins.

Worth my time? Yes. (Watched on DVD)

Between this movie, Manhunter, and Miami Vice, being a cop in the 1980s must have been the sexiest, coolest career choice of all time. I had a ton of fun watching this: William Friedkin’s just as good as Michael Mann when it comes to glitzing up his twilight cityscapes, and William Peterson is reliably cool. Willem Defoe fans will especially be in for a treat (and the presence of John Tuturro and Dean Stockwell does not go unappreciated).

Like most cop movies, this is a morality play at its heart, and luckily the plot developments are thought out much more closely than your average Street Kings.

PS: Never before did counterfeiting money look so goddamn sexy.

PPS: I may have actually enjoyed the big chase scene in this film more than I did in The French Connection. It’s probably sacrilege to say it, though.

(Watched and originally written during Summer 2010 when I was on a real movie bender)