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John CassavetesScenario:
John CassavetesMuziek:
Bo HarwoodActeurs:
Ben Gazzara, Seymour Cassel, Morgan Woodward, Timothy Carey, Robert Phillips, John Kullers, Al Ruban, Azizi Johari, Virginia Carrington, Meade Roberts (meer)Samenvattingen(1)
A small-time Los Angeles nightclub owner falls for a lavish invitation to gamble at a private club. After losing high stakes on extended credit, he is pressured by a gangster to eliminate his debt by killing a rival underworld power referred to only as "the Chinese bookie." (officiële tekst van distribiteur)
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John Cassavetes certainly has his qualities, there's no doubt about that, but this is a movie that didn't particularly entertain me. There are too many close-ups, and too many scenes that seem to say nothing. I just found this movie boring, and even the undoubtedly quality performances by the actors didn't save it for me.
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It is misleading to primarily consider this a gangster movie. It is primarily - as many have already noticed - another one of Cassavetes' studies of desperation and the emptiness of life, as he depicted in Faces and A Woman Under the Influence (the desperation of the middle class), Opening Night (the desperation of artists), or in this film (the desperation of people of ill repute). In a detailed (not only camera) analysis of the main character, we observe the slow deterioration of his self-assurance stemming from the belief that the role he plays in front of others and himself brings him satisfaction. We witness the disgusting moment that follows shortly after we realize that our own carpe diem is not forced upon us by someone else, but by ourselves, and the height of embarrassment is that even then, we do not want to let go of our previous life, but we are willing to stoop even lower to preserve it. (In order to save my second-rate strip club, I will kill a stranger so I can wallow in even greater filth in my strip club.) This entire dilemma is embodied in the scandalous shows: Cosmo takes pride in being their creator and constantly tries to keep them running, and tries to refine their "quality," even when he is planning to kill someone (in the phone booth scene). All of this to not fully admit to himself what he has already admitted deep within, to avoid looking himself in the face because there is nothing of his own there - there is only what others want to see in us, and our only fulfillment in life is that we can merge with this false image of ourselves. Therefore, the show of Mr. Sophistication and Co. will continue to go on and on, even if its awkwardness and forced nature reach rock bottom, which it will never reach because they will constantly keep pushing it further and further.
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