Once she'd been a dancer. Now she lies on a sidewalk, her blood seeping into the snow. The detectives of the 87th precinct are learning about ice: in a mulitimillion dollar showbiz scam, in ... Read allOnce she'd been a dancer. Now she lies on a sidewalk, her blood seeping into the snow. The detectives of the 87th precinct are learning about ice: in a mulitimillion dollar showbiz scam, in the glittering diamonds that spill out of a dead man's vest, in the veins of a small time ... Read allOnce she'd been a dancer. Now she lies on a sidewalk, her blood seeping into the snow. The detectives of the 87th precinct are learning about ice: in a mulitimillion dollar showbiz scam, in the glittering diamonds that spill out of a dead man's vest, in the veins of a small time pusher. As the detectives scramble for evidence, as the city shivers, a killer is one step... Read all
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Interesting
Acting is uneven: stretching from creating quite genuine characters to some foolishly cartoonish ones and even the individual roles fluctuate.
Music is good, though it's a bit oversized for this TV movie. Filming is also a bit too dramatic and artistic for the rest of the movie. Yet it is interesting, often very close with unusual perspectives and dizzying movements.
Larry Cohen, Or Ed McBain - Or Maybe A Bit Of Both?
It hasn't set the record for the length of time I'd put a viewing of a DVD bought/film taped on the long finger, but I know I've previously found plenty of excuses for not watching it - TV movie; the previous small-screen 87th Precinct adaptation which had been too much of a Randy Quaid star vehicle, and then there was the no-name director. Pity my eye hadn't previously settled on the scriptwriter's name: in fact, it didn't register until about half-way through and I was ready to admit just how much I was loving it.
The plot might be standard-construct McBain - albeit still enough to rank it in the upper ranks of policier plots - and there were plenty of stock scenes and characters, and heard-it-all before dialogue, but the devil was in the detail, and particularly the playing of well-drawn support-character roles, such as the killer/drug-dealer, and a delightfully-devilish odd-couple pair of opportunist small-time criminals.
It starts off as shocking-murder - which might be someway theatre- district connected - then gravitates to apparent standard serial-killer type, before roping in related drug-deals,in a wonderfully-implausible way, by way of typical 87th Precinct sidelined sub-plots. Give credit where credit is due, though, it's actually quite niftily directed, and smartly paced, too, but I strongly suspect that in the way apparently- unconnected scenes are knitted together, and those sub-plots are made to appear all-in-a-night's work by the 87th Precinct crew, genre-movie scriptmeister Cohen is due at least as much credit as director, Bradford May, is.
In fact, I'd go even farther and say that this little effort compares more than favourably with Johnnie To's glorious policier,PTU, which I reviewed here recently: they'd even look good on a double-bill, together.
Now the question is: can I award a humble TV movie an 8, or will I stick to the safe 7? If the IMDb had a 7.5 rating, it'd be a no-brainer.
passable murder mystery in front of classy theatre
good
I've paid to see movies way worse than this one.
Did you know
- TriviaKristin Lehman and Andrea Ferrell's debut.
- ConnectionsFollowed by Ed McBain's 87th Precinct: Heatwave (1997)

