Then I went to see it night yesterday. In the Seventies a film based on the same book in which is based (or it inspires) this last one, with Walter Matthau and Martin Balsam in the papers became of Denzel Washington and John Travolta, respectively. I have not seen that film, consequently those comparisons that I have read in diverse critics are to me indifferent; aside from which, gentlemen critics, already we know that the present film surely is cagarro compared with the one of then, but make the critic of the tape of Tony Scott, please…
The plot? Then terrorist? that it is made call Ryder (Travolta) it kidnaps a wagon of the meter of New York: or 10 million of $ within one hour pay to him or begins to kill hostages, one by every minute of delay. In the control of the meter, Walter Garber (Washington) is the one who receives the call of Ryder and that he will have to fight with him. Garber does not happen through its better moment: they have degraded to him after to be accused to accept a bribe. The negotiator of the Camonetti police (John Turturro) will try to help Ryder to negotiate with an hysterical and unstable Ryder, that will not doubt in killing hostages to secure its intentions. And the mayor of New York (James Gandolfini), also in low hours, will deal with which the subject does not go away to him of the hands. Therefore, a topical plot for a showy, dynamic and entertained product. Like the majority of the films of Tony Scott.
A script in which it interests, mainly, the part of films located in the tunnels of the meter of New York. Particularly, those images of the meter like the arteries of the city, that can take to a sociological and even anthropological reflection, are the best thing than it is possible to be removed from a film very of the sort to blockbuster. You do not become bored, but you either do not request too much to a product of fast consumption and lapsing to him. In the habitual style of Tony Scott, with fast movements of camera, travellings circular and supposedly suggestive images, the tape has much of aesthetic video and abuses the topics of films of kidnappings. The conversations by radio between Garber and Ryder we have heard surely them in or it remembers similar films to us (Speed, for example). The thing loses bellows in the final part, when the action moves to the streets of the city. In short, a recommendable film like which it is: summery product of good visual invoice, script that more into the hands of Helgeland promised and ephemeral equal result of which an ice cream in the middle of the beach.