Directed by:
John CassavetesScreenplay:
John CassavetesComposer:
Bo HarwoodCast:
Ben Gazzara, Seymour Cassel, Morgan Woodward, Timothy Carey, Robert Phillips, John Kullers, Al Ruban, Azizi Johari, Virginia Carrington, Meade Roberts (more)VOD (1)
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In an absorbing performance Ben Gazzara plays small-time Sunset Strip entrepreneur Cosmo Vittelli, owner of the Crazy Horse West night spot. An obsessive showman, Cosmo navigates a murky world of loan sharks and crooks to keep his club afloat, but when a gambling debt spirals out of control he is blackmailed into accepting a murderous commission. Featuring stand-out turns by Seymour Cassel and Timothy Carey as the underworld racketeers out to fleece Cosmo, John Cassavetes' portrayal of one man's hubristic descent subverts the conventions of its genre to explore the darker side of the American dream. (British Film Institute (BFI))
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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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