Out of The Past

My first experience with film noir was the film we just watched, Out of The Past. Though I have seen movies with film noir overtones such as Sin City, this was the first real one that I have had the pleasure of experiencing. At first I was not very amused by it, even becoming bored with the whole concept of the movie and thinking that the chance meeting in ¡MEXICO! was horribly cliche. My displeasure with the movie intensified as the only thing I could figure out about the plot was why Robert Mitchum died of lung cancer. I then realized the movie is basically a James Bond movie with well written dialog, horrendous action and really really lame villains. Seriously, what was up with them? You can't look menacing and evil when you're wearing a business suit. I don't know why movies still try to pull it off, but it is really starting to bug me. Villains need to be dressed head to toe in some ultra awesome, somewhat stylish, world razing garb. Take Lo Pan from Big Trouble in Little China for example (one of the best movies ever I might add).














One word comes to mind. Badass. Come to think of it, the dialog and the plot were the only things this movie really had going for it. Now I don't know about you, but in this day and age filled with Michael Bay influenced epics, movies without awesome explosion, bloody fist fights and Bruce Willis destroying a Harrier jet singlehandedly, that is just not cool. Behold my mock up drawing of what would have made this movie better.



















Glorious. I say we as film viewers should unite and protect our 3rd Amendment rights and refuse soldiers to quarter in our homes during peace times. I then say we should move on to our 1st Amendment rights and encourage all film directors to make no more pretentious movies with these things called "plots" and "cinematography" and take a lesson from the Jerry Bruckheimer School of Film. If someone is not shooting, being shot at, being stabbed, escaping an exploding building, sword fighting, plane fighting, fist fighting, or anything that excites the typical American, the film should be immediately banned by the MPAA. Well, rant over, now excuse me while I go watch Bad Boys II and 300 back to back while simultaneously burning my three Wes Anderson films I own. Perhaps that will teach him a lesson to put some action in his movies every once in awhile.