Shane Black's blood valentine to the narrative genre that has made him a multi-millionaire delights in giving a town that worships loglines the finger.
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| Black (l), on set with Downey Jr. © Warner Brothers |
For starters, Robert Downey Jr.'s character Harry Lockhart, a small-time thief who stumbles onto the fringes of the Hollywood big time, has much more than a sliced nose to deal with. At various points, one of his fingers and both of his testicles are caught in the crosshairs of female rejection, canine confiscation and male abjection.
Then there's the fact that the kind of family dysfunction bubbling beneath the surface of Roman Polanski's 1974 classic has been raised to garish new heights here, with everyone from starlet Harmony Faith Lane (Michelle Monaghan) to satin swabbed tycoon Harlan Dexter (Corbin Bernsen) forced to eventually reveal their true colors.
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