Snake Eyes/C-,C+ | ||
Paramount/1998/98m/WS 2.35 |
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The title is all too prescient. Director Brian
DePalmas latest exercise in style comes up Snake Eyes. DePalma makes all the
camera moves, tries to breath some life into this losing hand with clever editing, but
its all bluff. Its about time story began taking precedence over style.
Rick Santoro is an obnoxious
Atlantic City police detective bringing his ugly shake down style to a heavyweight
championship fight. Santoro is so obvious he could have been wearing a suit sewn of Ben
Franklin greenbacks. Hes the poster boy of corruption. Santoros meeting his
straight-laced boyhood buddy Navy Commander Kevin Dunne, who just happens to be heading a
security detail protecting the US Secretary of Defense. All hell breaks loose when the
Secretary is taken down by a bullet. Yes, its Santoro to the rescue. Together with
Dunne, they close down the arena and track the perpetrators. Only its all too easy.
Throw in the sad elements of a crooked fight, a sportscaster hoping for his big break, a
hurricane battering the building, and the questionable test results of a new nuclear
missile and Snake Eyes is all over the place pasting together an absurd plot. |