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Memorable, crazy movie

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A Surprisingly Unforgettable Movie!

True to its essence, the characters remain on the same line and manage to entertain the viewer, each highlighting their own distinctive qualities or touches.

Bearing in mind this is an early Ferrara, coming after Driller Killer and Ms.45 I should perhaps not have been so surprised at its failings. It is far better than the former but some way less good than Ms.45 and there is the problem of censorship. There are cut and uncut versions of this available but all versions lack chunks of material originally cut and now presumably lost. This accounts for some glaring jump cuts and a freeze frame on a sex scene that had me thinking my disc had stuck. Splendid camera-work as usual and worth seeing just for the glorious night shots of 42nd Street and Times Square, now nicely tidied up, I understand. Here the neon sizzles almost as much as the strippers in the clubs. Melanie Griffith seems to do all her own sex dance near nude scenes and probably gives the best acting performance. Most of the cast overact like crazy and much of the dialogue seems very stilted making it difficult to take much very seriously. Not least the karate crazed series killer who although he doesn't speak (nor even have a name) manages to look ridiculous all the same. The kills are grim, even in their trimmed form, especially intercut with the 'dancers' and the nightclub scenes are suitable sleazy. Its just all a bit predictable and with the edge maybe taken off with those cuts not quite as terrifying as I'm sure the director intended.

A vicious martial artist psycho stalks and kills strippers in New York City. Hard-nosed detective Al Wheeler (smoothly essayed by Billy Dee Williams) investigates the case while moody former boxer turned booking agent Matt Rossi (well played with rugged conviction by Tom Berenger) makes it his mission to take care of the sicko himself. Director Abel Ferrara, working from a neatly seamy script by Nicholas St. John, relates the compellingly sordid story at a steady pace, maintains a tough lurid tone throughout, makes excellent use of the gritty Big Apple locations (it's a treat to see Times Square in all of its supremely seedy 80's glory), and pours on the sizzling sleaze with oodles of ferocious violence and tasty female nudity. Melanie Griffith positively burns up the screen as forlorn ex-junkie stripper Loretta (and, yes, Melanie does indeed bare her delectable body a few times). The sound acting by the bang-up cast helps a whole lot: Jack Scalia as Rossi's easygoing partner Nicky Parzeno, Rossano Brazzi as fearsome mob capo Carmine, Rae Dawn Chong as sweet lesbian Leila, Joe Santos as the short-tempered Frank, Michael Gazzo as irascible strip club owner Mike, and Jan Murray as Rossi's shrewd rival Goldstein. The big confrontation between Rossi and the killer delivers a handy heap of bloody brutality. James Lemmo's glossy cinematography provides a glittery neon sheen. But it's the vivid evocation of a dirty and dangerous New York City which sadly no longer exists that in turn gives this picture an extra raw edge and exciting vitality. While not one of Ferrara's best movies, it's nonetheless still worth seeing for fans of 80's grindhouse fare.

Highlighted in the book Bad Movies We Love which is just the place for it and an apt description. Super cheesy mid 80's crime drama played straight but good for many unintentional laughs. Cast full of B actors this suspense thriller is loaded with dialogue that will have you laughing out loud especially since it is said in deadly earnest. Berenger is a decent actor and gives the best performance, not that the bar has been set too high. Melanie is horrendously bad. The opening and closing title sequences including the music are classic examples of 80's techno-pop excess, that does however contribute to the squalid, trash wallow feeling of the entire enterprise. This is only for when you're in the mood for a guilty pleasure viewing experience.

This may be worthwhile to rent if you're a Melanie Griffith fan, since she's nude in about 40% of her scenes, but the movie leaves a lot to be desired overall.Much of the tension is supposed to be derived from Berenger's guilt over the outcome of a boxing match several years earlier, but we never really connect with him in this regard. In fact, Berenger's acting is really sub-par here...worse than "Sniper". The idea of personal redemption is there, it's just not realized.Jack Scalia does a good job with a thankless part. Billy Dee Williams is handed a role with ridiculous dialog and ultimately looks like an idiot when he reverses himself completely in order to express respect for Berenger's character following the "final conflict".The assorted character actors do a much better job, but they can't make up for the absence of any logical plot progression and realistic dialog.Finally, unlike some other reviewers, I don't really have any problem with the fact that we never really understand what motivated the murderer. These sorts of answers usually don't come tied up in neat little packages labeled, "Sexually Abused by Father", or "Sister Died at the Hands of a Drunken Physiscian". In the ORIGINAL version of "Two Minute Warning", we never found out why the sniper went a-sniping, which was, in my opinion, an order of magnitude superior to the butchered version with the sub-plot of the burglary thrown in to make sense of it all for the middle-class viewers.Not recommended to buy or rent, but it may be worth watching if you see it come on the late show and you can't sleep. By the way, the "uncut" version is not substantially different from the other versions, except for a bit more skin.