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I've just seen this, and some of it's still percolating through, but I was impressed; the look of the film was good, even down on the small screen. The plotting and pacing were good, also (my personal thing-most-noticed at the moment is pacing, strangely) and there were no real missteps to be noticed.
I note that the director's cut has just come out across the pond, and I'd be interested in seeing that.
The main thing I would note, however, is that I think Miami Vice as a film comes out better for the lack of Cinematic Sugar; any film that comes out of Hollywood or America (and even, to another extent, Britain at the moment) seems to have to have certain elements akin to a necessitated sugar rush to keep the audience hooked.
I know I'm not saying anything new here, but almost every film for the past five or so years seems to have featured pointless sex or overdone (but sometimes impressive) special fx. Miami Vice, however, has three sex scenes and two scenes of violence in an entirely engaging context, and I think it's the better for it; instead of the quick-peak-sugar-rush of, say, The Island for a quick example, you have the slow-healthy-burn going on here.
The scenery was beautiful, too, and I'm a sucker for thunderstorms, which seemed to be a leitmotif of the Florida scenes. (Or they just happen a lot there, I know. Either way, I'm a sucker for them.) One element of the film that a lot of places have picked up on is the relative lack of overt communication between Crockett and Tubbs precisely because they're such close working partners, and that made the film seem more credible, to my mind.
Anyway. Summing up, Fire Bad, Tree Pretty, I liked. |
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