1971 action thriller
Rating: 18/20
Plot: Long before he would meet Olive Oyl, Popeye works with his partner in the narcotics unit where he tries to stop that guy in those Bunuel movies from making life a lot more fun for people in New York City.
One of my least favorite movies ever is The French Connection II which I’m reminded exists every time I think about The French Connection. That movie is as terrible as this one is brilliant, just one of those nearly-perfect movies from cinema’s best decade. I guess you really have to start with Hackman’s performance and the character created here. That or you start by wondering why a song performed in this movie had the lyric “It’s customary in songs like this to use a word like spoon.” No, it’s better to start with the character, a kind of anti-hero. Hackman just seems so big, towering over everybody else. I think when I first watched this movie, I thought Gene Hackman had to have been 7’4″ or something in that neighborhood, and not with a scrawny Manute Bol build either but a burly 7’4″. Then, I realized that this was the same guy who was in Superman and wondered where his hair went and how he lost a foot and a half. I was a stupid child. Doyle’s slightly racist, probably a misogynist, and chews his gum obnoxiously. He’s loud and crude, but you never deny that he’s really good at what he does, and I think it’s impossible not to enjoy watching him go about his business. Oh, and he sure likes his boots on women, doesn’t he? Partner Roy Scheider’s good though somewhat overshadowed by the star, and Fernando Rey brings some class into this often too-gritty urban crime drama as the criminal mastermind. This movie is the epitome of grit, really diving into the oily crevices to bring out the soul of the story. Things get ugly here, but it works because the world Popeye Doyle is charged with protecting is an ugly one. I’m not sure the camera has to jerk around that much though. I like the attention to detail there is, all the tiny spectacles this movie has to offer. Love seeing Hackman chasing down a guy while wearing a Santa suit, a lengthy scene where the good guys are stalking the bad guys on the streets, that absolutely ridiculous little cat-and-mouse game on the subway that was really probably too ridiculous to even work. It’s brilliant stuff. And then, of course, there’s one of the best car chases ever filmed. And things end with a bang, literally. A bang more open-ended than any bang I can think of, an ambivalent bang. Great movie, but I’m always a little surprised when I think of it cleaning up at the Academy Awards. Wouldn’t this have been more than a little daring in 1971? Regardless, it seems like people have been trying to make another one of these for over forty years.
Sorry about the spoiler on that poster up there.
