Pacino's bravura performance dominates, making no concessions to our sensibilities. And the final shootout is a tour de force of editing.
Actually, in trying to emulate Peckinpah's The Wild Bunch, De Palma falls well short in the montage of the big shootout at the end. The sequence doesn't build in its rhythm and so lacks what may be assumed was the intended effect. All there is is squibs popping and some explosions, without any sense of real fury. De Palma, the most flagrantly derivative of directors, just didn't come close to his model here. The shootout doesn't even make sense. Why would the drug kingpin send a company of assassins to assault Tony's estate when it has already been shown that he can employ less elaborate means to kill someone? De Palma and Stone apparently felt that they needed a big finish after three hours of examining a corrupt society.
Oct 27 - 01:16 AM