Yet another classic that I just saw for the first time, and–in my opinion–the best Jack Nicholson movie. It was nice to see Jack before he became a parody of himself, before his signature grin became a signature, and when he performed with a touch of insecurity–not performed insecurity. And Faye Dunnaway is gorgeous.
The movie is great, and could’ve been made yesterday, with the exception of a line like “L.A.’s a small town.” I had a tough time believing the setting was the 1940s for some reason; the movie looked too much like the 1970s, if that makes any sense. Yet this was not a major distraction, just a personal twinge. And I’m still naive enough to feel unsettled about how ultimately little has changed since…well, the turn of the (20th) century, I guess. How the century of the corporation–and its manipulation of the government for its own profit–continues, perhaps stronger than ever. How the line (also mentioned here) “As little as possible” is the motto for “free-market capitalism” (the “free-market” part is a myth) and for about half of the American population–whether they understand its implications or not.
A down-home, country boy villain that really is purely evil (Sound like anyone? Oh, right.) caps the trio of excellent performances. Loved the scene where he and Jack eat fish–with the heads still on. Loved the movie.