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While the film begins placidly as Foster wanders the city, recording found sound for her show and pondering gentrification, it quickly sheds any genteel pretensions and goes straight for the sleaze. I almost turned it off after the scene where shots of doctors treating Foster’s wounded body are intercut with a sex scene flashback; there’s just something so very, very wrong with that. The movie’s weird stance that despite the city’s increased affluence, there are still ’80s-style weirdos in Central Park who will jump you (and videotape it, like all good hoodlums) is confused and smug. Jodie Foster should do better than this movie, which is now out on DVD in case you’re interested. Another movie that sucks is Elizabeth: The Golden Age. I never thought the original Elizabeth was all that and a bag of chips, but Shekhar Kapur’s sequel, If you slept on James Gray’s We Own the Night last year, now’s the time to catch it on DVD. An NYC ’80s period piece crime movie, this gorgeously designed and shot thriller kicks The Brave One’s ass as a portrait of the city at its most violent. MARK SLUTSKY |
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