The prodigal son
The boot does not deceive, presages the tone and intention that govern all the footage of this modest and sober noir, fast paced and catchy. Stock images under blue shifted, as the color of the uniforms of the police in New York, portrayed with no little pride and a nostalgia lives openly despite suffering memory may return them a little recognition and justice slaughter-cree James Gray, the director deserve.
the Night hagiographic has an air, a condescending view toward drawing the two families, biological and professional , intertwined and almost indistinguishable a plot from the perspective of the tragic forces his protagonist to choose, like the prodigal son returning to the roots that do not disappoint the family. This clan meeting in the church (perhaps not a coincidence that the choice of place) leaves no doubt about the aspect that will eventually taking the argument. Bobby Green, the black sheep, living a dissolute life, sterile without knowing it, to friends he believes uncompromising night protecting you and nothing can hurt him, the night is yours. The nightclub that runs ( Caribbean) serves as uterine tower from which to forget that one day he had gone (remember that even changing the name from Grusinsky to Green, which is cool). But this visit family and some existential twists will take you to react, to return towards its people and protect the same environment that he thought back to belong. Observe that visit to the house of the Russian patriarch, that мать семейства ( mother in Russian) entertaining his host. Bobby Green must choose which family to be loyal. And only when death appears as a horizon feel that something was wrong, you should react.
Put this way, the plot seems conventional . And so, we find no cracks in the description and the role that represent their characters . the Night (motto of the police apparently eighties in New York in his crusade against drug trafficking) is an old-fashioned police concocted. No tricks, ill-defined and condemned a priori, and the good have to pay the price for their mistakes in exchange for doing the right thing (Homer dixit). In the postmodern noir anything can happen, the plot revolves, zigzagea, stops, jumps, and the viewer suffers passively and not without some excitement circus virtuosity of this apparent randomness. By contrast, for the classic noir is not possible that the past does not affect future operations. So something must happen and will happen, we know, no one can escape of death, pain or himself. why Bobby Green does what is necessary, taking in trying even what might deserve an effort to protect the life left behind.
James Gray and tried in his previous work, The Yards (repeating Wahlberg), recreating the futility of avoiding what one is by far the end us. Also in this movie is repeated fancy for the director to give the family of a redemptive power, compared to the contingencies of a dangerous and harmful. This conservatism narrative looks good to noir, as in his day some dialogues misogynist gender endowed a charm now sublimated moral prophylaxis. That is why nobody (do aguaría the show) seem bothered by the smell Republican splashed The night is ours, this license more ethical taste of English Americans going to the rooms in search of a more action, sex (with or without love) and a history or do not bother to think what a weekend we would support.
James Gray opts for a classical trend increasingly recurrent in black cinema American, despite the tradition already established by Tarantino to deconstruct the genre without bothering you lose pieces of script for the road. Gray demonstrates, however, that a history can always equally entertaining, without losing incentives for new generation ipod .
I know, I know it sounds affected and hypocritical, but for me one of the attractions more than accomplished in this film is to revive an effervescent presence Eva Mendes (this Once Amada Juarez) in a state of grace. The "penalty? is that the step is the pigeonhole of boy girl , whore or vamp. Although good, conservatives may be right, maybe everything is better as it was. Maybe.
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