Wow, that is a pretty terrible article, full of dumb cliches and unquestioned potted film/social history. How disappointing.
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Voodoo plays a prominent role in this Alan Parker noir, equal parts hard-boiled detective mystery and horror movie. As gumshoe Harry Angel in 1950s Harlem, Mickey Rourke is at his best, hired by a devilish-looking man (Robert DeNiro) to track down a big band singer, only to be lured into the occult subcultures of Louisiana. As Angel’s investigation takes him south from New York City to the New Orleans neighborhood of Algiers—a change of scenery suggested to Parker by the story’s author, novelist William Hjortsberg—the color-drained, highly stylized production reflects his descent into hell. Parker wrings the humidity and torrid filth from each frame. You can practically smell the pervasive overripeness and touch Angel’s sweat-crinkled suits. The feverish mood boils to the surface, giving up bodies and body parts of assorted creatures. Lisa Bonet, as chicken-loving priestess Epiphany Proudfoot (yup), exudes a delta sensuality; the MPAA required trims of her and Rourke’s blood-bathed sex scene. Headlines aside, Angel Heart is a wanton spectacle whose extremes suit the noir genre.
AAAAAAAAAHAHAHA. ANGEL FUCKING HEART? THAT WAS ONE OF THE WORST MOVIES I HAVE EVER SEEN. WTF.
And yeah Dark City looks noir, but it's not noir. It's scifi noir, same as Bladerunner. It has the visual trappings but its questions are about entirely different things (DC is 'what is real,' Bladerunner is 'what is human').
I love Zodiac but it is really not noir.
Shane Black’s Kiss Kiss Bang Bang isn’t just one of the early stops on Robert Downey Jr.’s early aughts career redemption tour: It’s arguably the strongest American neo-noir produced in postmillennial cinema.
No. No. No. Who is the idiot who wrote this crap? They should hire you instead.
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Voodoo plays a prominent role in this Alan Parker noir, equal parts hard-boiled detective mystery and horror movie. As gumshoe Harry Angel in 1950s Harlem, Mickey Rourke is at his best, hired by a devilish-looking man (Robert DeNiro) to track down a big band singer, only to be lured into the occult subcultures of Louisiana. As Angel’s investigation takes him south from New York City to the New Orleans neighborhood of Algiers—a change of scenery suggested to Parker by the story’s author, novelist William Hjortsberg—the color-drained, highly stylized production reflects his descent into hell. Parker wrings the humidity and torrid filth from each frame. You can practically smell the pervasive overripeness and touch Angel’s sweat-crinkled suits. The feverish mood boils to the surface, giving up bodies and body parts of assorted creatures. Lisa Bonet, as chicken-loving priestess Epiphany Proudfoot (yup), exudes a delta sensuality; the MPAA required trims of her and Rourke’s blood-bathed sex scene. Headlines aside, Angel Heart is a wanton spectacle whose extremes suit the noir genre.
AAAAAAAAAHAHAHA. ANGEL FUCKING HEART? THAT WAS ONE OF THE WORST MOVIES I HAVE EVER SEEN. WTF.
And yeah Dark City looks noir, but it's not noir. It's scifi noir, same as Bladerunner. It has the visual trappings but its questions are about entirely different things (DC is 'what is real,' Bladerunner is 'what is human').
I love Zodiac but it is really not noir.
Shane Black’s Kiss Kiss Bang Bang isn’t just one of the early stops on Robert Downey Jr.’s early aughts career redemption tour: It’s arguably the strongest American neo-noir produced in postmillennial cinema.
No. No. No. Who is the idiot who wrote this crap? They should hire you instead.