The Big Easy (1987) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) and Tuna |
SPOILERS This film is a latter day noir mystery set in N'Awlins which has a few little inside jokes at the expense of genre convention. Although not a genre parody, and in fact a fairly serious drama, it really seems to enjoy twisting the genre clichés into unrecognizable shapes |
It builds up a
preposterously complex web of gang squabbles, involving so many rival
gangs and "messages" that even the guy who wrote "Lock, Stock ..." would
get lost in it. I couldn't even follow their explanations for why some
of the characters were killed.
So what's the joke? None of it was true. There was nothing but a very simple evidence rip-off by some dirty cops. The complex web was all fabricated by a group of police insiders who figured they may as well screw up some gangs while they were scamming off plenty for themselves. I am impressed with a willingness to take such liberties with genre expectations. |
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The film also twists the usual plot convention about the female DA investigating the hot-shot cop before they fall in love. In the genre cliche, the cop turns out to be a bit of a renegade, but really a good cop who bends the rules a little in the interest of justice. In this case, it turns out that the cop really is dirty, and the surprised DA has to bring him to trial right after sleeping with him. Then, after he weasels out of the prosecution by having his buddies destroy the key evidence, he finds out that his buddies intended him to be a patsy all along. Even though he is dirty in terms of minor graft, he has no concept of just how dirty his buddies are. The film also includes a unique overlay of real N'Awlins locales and Zydeco music, and exceptionally deep character development of the two main romantic leads, so it's a generally excellent twist on the usual dirty cop story, and the sex scenes, while not very explicit, are very erotic and sexy. Dennis Quaid and Ellen Barkin may also get the all-time award for the screen couple with the lowest combined percentage of body fat. Barkin's rippling back and Quaid's perfect abs are very impressive, indeed! This movie was kind of a fluke in the career of director Jim McBride. He was 46 when he made this film, and didn't do much noteworthy before or after, except for a youthful piece of cinema verité that attracted some attention in the NYU turtleneck set. |
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