Monday, January 19, 2015

Teeth Grit

Gary Oldman's Romeo is a precursor to Things To Do in Denver, of a kind, though Garcia and Walken finer tune their ridicule. Oldman and Olin are Medak's marionettes, self-consciously absurdest, overtly farcical, only Roy Schneider playing the Don like a Prospero who has learned the value of enhanced interrogation behind the finesse of seemingly victimless corruption, the short cut to the buffer zone of high class bling worth transforming into a gimp, or a one-armed villain like the elusive one armed man from The Fugitive, only difference is Olin is a brass tit menace, and Oldman doesn't need veneers to grind himself into a grimace offering the illusion of soot between the incisors of his under bite, suggesting the permanence of his tainted morality, unable to erect the decency of his desire to be the straight man with the model trophy wife.

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