director James Foley just sits back and lets David Mamet's wonderful words come to life. first thing i noticed was the camera work. colors are bright and primary, and Foley likes to move his camera around, that's obvious, and he does it incredibly well, but, most importantly, it never weighs the film down; it has a theatricality to it, as if you're on-stage with them. and the actors ... my god. there's literally not one moment where i was bored. i was riveted through the whole thing. Jack Lemmon is simply brilliant. same for Pacino. everyone holds his own fucking place, it's amazing. the performances - and the whole film - are hypnotic. pure fuckin' cinema.
Posted by Sam | 10:55 PM