Harrison Ford, Josh Hartnett, Lena Olin, Bruce Greenwood, Isaiah
Washington, Lolita Davidovich, Keith David, Master P, Dwight Yoakam,
and Martin Landau
Directed by: Ron Shelton
Homicide is just too friggin' done already! There's not a
stitch of originality in it and there's no chemistry (if you ask
me) between Harrison Ford and Josh Harnett.
. ornery veteran of the force, Detective Joe Gavilan
(Harrison Ford) is barely putting up with his new semi-flunky
yoga-snorting partner K.C. Calden (Josh Harnett).
are two very different kind of cops though not currupt mind you...
Joe is one of those pro-active seminar types and is selling real
estate on the side (and many of the film's sincere giggles come
from this side job). While his young studly partner K.C. makes
ends meet by teaching yoga on the side to beautiful women...
extra-curricular money making ventures will have to be curtailed
because they are onto to something big back in the department.
local gansta-man (Vyshonne Miller) in an Armani Hip-Hop record
producer just had his rising stars capped (killed) at a hot dance-a-torium.
Now it's up to Frick and Frack, um Joe and K.C. I mean, to figure
the whole thing out. Something's not Kosher in them thar Hollywood
kept wondering why this was made. No really. The jokes are pretty
much geared towards Los Angelians and their whole unique Hollywood
infected lifestyle - which is super sized here. They have the
stereotype of every two feet there's a limo and of course all
Los Angelians are spiritual guru seekers pumped up on tofu wearing
clothes from Rodeo Drive (tah). While the plot, which follows
the theme's inside track, is so "done" an infrequent
film viewer could have easily, mouthed the dialog. So why even
bother to go through all the production trouble? This film closed
down the city of Angels while being filmed that's for sure 'cause
they are in every cranny of the city. Yet still, I grew bored...
Ford is still sexy in a vintage brandy way. Well that is until
he starts running after the bad guys. I almost laughed aloud as
he hopped along. He's a good actor and even with a paper-thin
script surrounding him he ferreted out the tidbits of redemption.
so for Josh Hartnett. He's just floundering here. Oh he's handsome
enough- I mean really hot actually. Like double cayenne on the
enchilada hot here folks. But this guy is not good at intense
and against Harrison's patented glare is enough low-end-drama
for any of us within a film and there aint room for two in Dodge.
Besides HH isn't an intricate drama folks. Poor kid. He
too is given some funny lines in his "other" job's area.
And in his aspiring other career area. It's Hollywood so natch
"K.C." wants to be an actor (hardy har har) and goes
so far as to host a showcase of himself butchering "A Streetcar
Named Desire." A showcase is entertainment jargon for an
actor(s) renting a space to perform in hopes of getting an agent
or some such career shaper to come view. Naturally here the play
is bad - I mean think Tom Green in Chekov bad - and that's where
many of Josh's laughs come in.
a few cool cameos from the likes of Lou Diamond Philips, Frank
Sinatra Jr. and Gladys Knight and Master P shows as a wealthy
club owner, but really with all the hoopla to see a film, what
with the cost of popcorn and the annoying audience chatter, wait
Recommendation: Indian food and Jack Daniels