No End Story

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I took my bad cough, my hot tea and I went to a movie with a long title, in which Nicholas Cage plays the main role. He played quite well, so he might be nominated for an Oscar: he is a drug-addicted police lieutenant from New Orleans who suffers from severe back pains. In his delirium generated by his addiction and pains, he sees crocodiles, iguanas, he obtains the drugs illegally through bribes, misusing his authority, but meanwhile he is still capable of making justice in the world and solving his personal problems.

This lieutenant is like a drunk man who can barely walk, but he never falls. He brakes the law, he gets high, he "places" evidences, he threats old ladies, he f**ks rich and drug-addicted ladies on the street, he loses his money in gambling, smokes marijuana in the front of those he arrests, but he is still a hero. He catches the killers, and some drug dealers, and revenges the death of an almost innocent family of illegal aliens. Moreover, he has to deal with some personal issues: an alcoholic dad, an alcoholic and drug-addicted step-mother, a dog, a girlfriend who is a "luxury" prostitute, her clients, a dog and his debts from gambling.

The end is almost a happy-end, Cage swims through life like fish without dreams. But the story is not perfectly built, there are some small mistakes in at least two parts of the movie related to a silver spoon and a "lucky" pipe. At the same time, there are some good characters which are played well, and the dialogues seem real. The end of the movie gives the impression that the script writer wasn't really sure about it, he seems like he played with several "the-ends" and finally he picked up one, randomly, because he had to finish the story.

Film fara sfarsit

Mi-am luat tusea seaca, nasul infundat si ceaiul cald si m-am dus la un film cu titlu lung si cu Nicholas Cage. A jucat bine si ma gandesc ca poate va fi nominalizat la un Oscar pentru rolul sau: un politist dependent de cocaina din cauza durerilor insuportabile de spate. In delirul sau, in care vede iguane, crocodili si isi obtine ilegal drogurile, prin mituire si abuz de putere, face dreptate in lume si isi rezolva problemele personale.

Precum un om beat care, chiar daca se impiedica in propriile picioare, arareori cade, asa e si cu locotenentul asta. Desi incalca legea, desi se drogheaza, falsifica probele, ameninta batrane, le-o trage consumatoarelor fitoase de droguri, isi pierde timpul si banii pe pariuri, fumeaza marijuana in fata arestatilor, ramane tot erou - prinde cativa dealeri importanti si razbuna moartea unei familii aproape nevinovate. Mai mult, are pe cap un tata alcoolic, o mama vitrega alcoolica si drogata, o iubita prostituata de lux si clientii acesteia, un caine si datoriile lui imense catre casa de pariuri.

Finalul e aproape fericit, Cage inoata in viata precum un peste fara vise. Povestea insa scartie pe alocuri, pe la o pipa si pe la o lingura de argint, dar are cateva personaje bune si bine jucate, dialoguri destul de reale. Sfarsitul insa e un pic cam nehotarat si iti da impresia ca scenaristul s-a blocat, s-a jucat de cateva ori cu cateva "the-end-uri" si pana la urma a ales unul, ca trebuia sa puna punct.

Off-topic: jumatate din oamenii veniti la film au plecat inainte de final. Nu stiu daca din cauza filmului sau se grabeau la ceva eveniment din mall, ca era mare vanzoleala prin zona. Sigur insa au plecat cativa idioti care s-au apucat sa rada de ritualul de inmormantare senegalez - o scena dramatica din film. Si cred ca erau aceiasi idioti care se inghesuiau la cumparat bilete la film (poti sa pui cate bariere, linii galbene, indicatoare, afise vrei, ca romanii astia tot nu se prind cum se sta la coada in mod civilizat si tot nu pricep pe unde se intra si pe unde se iese).

Missing U2 :)