We arrive 1/2 hour before the time we were told to be there and stood in line for 90 minutes.
It took 30 more minutes to pack the 500+ of us into non-stadium theater seats that were uncomfortable in 1984.
Five more to explain the few things that were yet to be fixed in this working copy (the sound is not finished, some special effects are missing, the sky and colors are not 'punched up' yet, blah blah).
Two hours and fourty minutes later, I'm handed a sheet of paper with questions on it:
- What was the first thing you thought when the movie was over?
Fuck, it's hot. I'm glad it's finally over, now all I have to do is get this stupid paper filled out. - Did you know before watching this film that Dillinger was shot outside a theater in Chicago?
Ahh, yeah, This is—like—the fifth movie to re-tread this same ground. But I'm sure there are some sixteen year old fans of Pirates of the Caribbean and The Dark Knight that will learn it next spring. - At the beginning of the film did you know that Billy Crudup was J. Edgar Hoover?
(This makes me think the director knew long before he began filming that Billy wasn't right for the role) I didn't know who he was until someone called him by name; why didn't you get Toby Jones? - Rate the following list of actors and the roles they were playing; five is best, one is worst.
Most got a three. Johnny was sadly, bad, and got a two (I think Robert Downey Jr. would have killed the role). Giovanni Rabisi (only in the film for ten minutes) got the only four. - Would you recommend this film to your friends?
Even if you chop an hour off of this huge turd, I doubt it. - What did you think of the ending?
Besides, "Yay it's finally here?' It was waaay muddled. - What were the best things about the film?
The settings and costumes were accurate and well staged, the shoot-outs and chase scenes were realistic, it hits all the "historically accurate" points that have already been hit before. - What were the worst things?
I saw two earring holes in Dillinger's left earlobe (make-up and continuity both get an F); Stephen Dorff, Leelee Sobieski, Emilie de Ravin, and Lili Taylor, were each in it for about two whole minutes (some didn't even have lines!)—what an amazing waste of talent. The script was awful-terrible: when placing words in people's mouths why not have them say interesting things?
This may be enjoyed by younger viewers who have not seen Warren Oats' Dillinger (1973), or John Tirney's Dillinger (1945), because they adhere to the creed: "if it was made more than ten years ago it's not worth seeing," and they'll be satisfied with mediocre dialog and so-so acting.
There is little to no profanity (weirdly missing), not much blood (just a little), and no nudity in the film (the only sex scene is 15 seconds of Depp and Marion Cotillard, Dillinger's girlfriend, in bed clothed). This must have been intentional in order to get a PG13 rating; the target audience is high schoolers.
I will see it again in 2010, on DVD, because I'm interested to see how much polish that turd gets.
Michael Mann, Public Enemies, Film, Johnny Depp, Christian Bale
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