A Murder of Crows (1998) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) and Tuna |
Scoop's notes The film has a brilliant premise. Cuba Gooding plays a lawyer who is disbarred because of his failure to properly defend a client he knows to be guilty. While he becomes a vegetable working as a fishing guide in Key West, he befriends an old retired fella who has written an interesting book. The old geezer dies with no family while Cuba still has the unpublished murder mystery in his possession. He decides to publish it as his own and gets gets rich and famous ... ... until one day he finds himself in jail for murder. Turns out that the murders described in the book are real, right down to tiny details that the police never released to the press or public. Oops. Now I can't really go too much deeper, because nothing is as it seems, and there are a few twists that you may not see coming. It was directed by my main man, Rowdy Herrington, the guy who directed Road House. Why would anybody hire a director who specializes in fight scenes to do a movie with no fight scenes at all? For one thing, because he also wrote the script. The story is this: Cuba Gooding and Rowdy go way back. Rowdy gave Gooding the lead in "Gladiator" when the Cubatollah needed a break, before he became a big star in Jerry Maguire. By the time A Murder of Crows was made, Cuba had gone from an unknown to a star, and Rowdy was the one who needed work. Cuba paid back the old debt by producing Rowdy's script with Rowdy directing. I assume Cuba was able to get Showtime to foot a lot of the tab in exchange for Cuba's agreement to star in the film, since he was at that time a huge star by made-for-cable standards. Unfortunately, the execution of the film isn't as good as the premise. Rowdy had a great idea, but couldn't quite make all the pieces fit sensibly. There are a lot of problems in the details:
It was shot on location in two picturesque places, New Orleans and Key West, and it looks rich. Best of all, it fooled me on a couple of plot twists. How many films can you say that about? I've seen a lot of theatrical releases not that are not as good as this, so it's worth a look if you like the kind of movie where nothing is as it seems. |
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Tuna's notes A Murder of Crows is a made-for-cable crime drama. Cuba Gooding Jr, plays a highly successful criminal lawyer who is defending a rich psycho against charges related to his having raped, beated and sodomized a lap dancer, after which he strangled her with her own panties. Gooding knows his client should not be out on the streets, but is about to win the case when he discovers a conscience and recuses himself from the case. That results in a mistrial and gets him disbarred. His lawyer father left him a house in the Florida Keys, so he resolves to move there and start a new career as a novelist. The first novel isn't going well, and he is running a fishing guide service to kill time, when he meets an odd old man who doesn't like lawyers. The next day, the man hands him a manuscript that he says nobody knows about, and asks him to read it. It is a brilliant novel about a serial killer who revenges five miscarriages of justice, not by going after the guilty rich creeps, but by doing in their lawyers. Only the first of the five cases was investigated as a homicide, and the others were made to look like accidents. Gooding loves the novel, but when he tries to return it, is told that the old man has died of a heart attack. Since the old man had told him that he had no heirs, Gooding decides to submit the novel as his own. It is accepted for publication, and is a runaway best seller. Gooding thinks he is in the catbird seat until he is suddenly arrested for murder. Seems the novel wasn't fiction at all, and contained details of the murders that nobody but the killer could have known, and that the police purposely withheld. Gooding escapes, and madly tries to figure out what is happening to him while he is being chased by all the cops in the world. The film boasts a wonderful cast, including Cuba, Tom Berenger, Eric Stoltz and Marianne Jean-Baptiste. The basic premise is also wonderful, and could have made for a fantastic film. Unfortunately, it fell short of wonderful in the hands of Rowdy Herrington, who wrote and directed. You may remember that Rowdy also brought us the immortal classic Roadhouse, for which he received his only award nomination, a Razzie. The problem that Herrington failed to solve was how to show the story rather than tell it. We have nearly constant exposition in the way of narration from Cuba Gooding Jr. The script could have avoided that, and created a lot more suspense, by enacting the five murders in flashbacks as Cuba was reading the novel. They could then have shown actual police records describing the same thing, and thus shown us the noose tightening around his neck. The final product is a pleasant enough diversion with a good cast, but is a major missed opportunity. It could have been so much more. |
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