Suicide Kings - 1997

Artisan Entertainment

Directed by Peter O'Fallon

Cast:

Carlo Bartolucci / Charlie Barret – Christopher Walken

Lono Veccio – Denis Leary

Jennifer – Nina Siemaszko

Avery Chasten – Henry Thomas

Max Minot – Sean Patrick Flannery

Brett Campbell – Jay Mohr

T. K. - Jeremy Sisto

Ira Reder – Johnny Galecki

Lydia – Laura San Giacomo

Elise Chasten – Laura Harris

Story: Okay. So this well connected former mobster turned respectable citizen walks into his favorite bar at his favorite hotel and two well dressed punks are sitting at his reserved booth. Charlie Barret, formerly Carlo Bartolucci, turns to the bartender to see what's happening. The punks start to give the bartender some lip, so Charlie pops up and starts to be gracious when the punks, Avery Chasten and Max Minot, recognize him and begin to apologize and offer to buy him a drink. After a little encouragement, Charlie sits in the booth and joins them, and they are joined by their friend, Brett Campbell. The boys make a little small talk with Charlie, and then explain they are meeting Avery's father for dinner and invite him to join them. Since Avery's dad is a well connected financial adviser, Charlie agrees to join the three for dinner, but as they are driving along in Avery's mother's Mercedes, suddenly the boys in the back toss a strap around Charlie while one of them tries to subdue him with chloroform. Charlie is a former mob boss, and does not go quietly, but eventually they get him unconscious and drive him to the house of Ira Reder, a friend who has no idea what they had planned. When Charlie comes around, he is strapped to a chair, and his pinkie finger with his ring has been removed. Avery tells him his sister has been kidnapped, and the kidnappers have begun to send her back in pieces, and for every piece they get of the sister, Charlie is going to lose a piece unless he helps them recover Avery's sister.

Review: A couple of years back, I was looking through a copy of Maxim magazine and I found a list of 20 films saved by having Christopher Walken in them. As you have probably guessed, Suicide Kings was among the 20, actually, I believe it was number 3.

This was Peter O'Fallon's premiere film for the big screen (he has since made only one other, although he continues to direct numerous television series), and there are a lot of things that might have gone a little better. The dialog is weak in spots, the premise of a “made guy” going off with a bunch of preppy kids is a little off the wall, and the overall feel of the film drags from time to time. But that doesn't mean it is a total failure.

As a matter of fact, just the opposite. Needless to say Walken and Leary come off exceptionally well, and the remainder of the cast is believable. Johnny Galecki comes off as Johnny Galecki, which is to say his dialog and acting are better suited to his current role in Big Bang Theory than to the big screen. Jay Mohr, well, I never have like Mohr, so I can tell you his character is passable, but he never quite rises to the level needed for his part. Henry Thomas and Sean Patrick Flannery both give good performances, and are really the two character who draw your interest. Jeremy Sisto as the medical student tending to Walken is more than adequate to the role, and you can see the young actor's ability flourishing into the actor he has become.

As to the film itself, the plot, once you get past the implausible part, is good and moves pretty well, although there is a lot of exposition that seems pointless until you get to the very end. By then, unfortunately, you lose interest, unless you are a die hard Walken fan (guilty as charged).

Since I have the DVD (yes, I pulled it out of the bargain bin at WalMart), I've watched the alternative endings and listened to O'Fallon's comments, and the one that struck me the most was his comparison of the final scene of the film to one in The Usual Suspects. Hmmm. Not even close, Pete.

Rated R for violence, language, torture, and some nudity, this film is one you might want to rent just to see why television directors who are really good at their jobs should stick to television. Definitely a renter, not a keeper, and then only if you are interested in coming away with a very unsatisfied feeling from a movie.

Quigley Down Under - 1990

Pathé Entertainment

Directed by Simon Wincer

Cast:

• Matthew Quigley – Tom Selleck
• Crazy Cora – Laura San Giacomo
• Elliot Marston – Alan Rickman
• Major Ashley-Pitt – Chris Haywood
• Grimmelman – Ron Haddrick
• O'Flynn – Ben Mendelsohn

Story: Elliot Marston has a problem. He advertises for the best long-range rifleman in the world to come to Australia and work for him. When Matthew Quigley arrives from Montana, his Sharps rifle in hand, Marston thinks his problem will be solved. That is, until Marston explains it isn't wild dogs he wants killed but aborigines. Quigley has just arrived after three months at sea, and is in no mood to be told he's been lied to. After a physical confrontation with Marston and his men, Quigley and Crazy Cora, a woman who was being taken to Marston's ranch as “company” for the men, are taken out from the ranch and left to die in the wilderness. Somehow, that doesn't work out, and now Marston has a much bigger problem: Quigley. After being found in the desert by the aborigines, who save their lives with water and tribal medicine, he defends them against a couple of assaults by Marston's men, and winds up with a bounty on his head. When he learns that Marston is offering the bounty, he lets him know in no uncertain terms he is not pleased.

Review: Granted this is not the old west, although it is set in Western Australia. Tom Selleck, in my opinion, was born a couple of decades late. It's too bad the romance with westerns has passed on, since Selleck could have easily been a contemporary of The Duke. His easy-going, “down home” style and charm work well in the western genre, and with the exception of Robert Duvall and Sam Elliot, I can't think of another star who fits the “cowboy” persona better. Well, maybe Eastwood. Laura San Giacomo works beautifully as the films female love interest and comedy relief, since neither Rickman or Selleck offer us much in that way. She gives us her story in brief episodes, the returns to the “Crazy Cora” persona long enough to convince us it isn't all an act. Or is it? Alan Rickman plays what he plays best, an arrogant ass with money and power who enjoys pulling the wings off butterflies when he isn't shooting down people for the fun of it. He uses money as his weapon, and indulges himself whenever possible. Since most of his men are conscripts from the local prison, Marston is of the belief he is untouchable. The aborigines have no lines in English, and are pretty much the window dressing of the film, although there are some interesting scenes where Selleck and the aborigines interact. Overall, the film has plenty of flaws and lapses, but they are easy to look past when you watch the action scenes. And neither Selleck for the ladies or San Giacomo for the gentlemen are that hard to look at. Rated PG-13 for violence and sexual innuendo, the teens in the house will have no problem with the plot and the adults will enjoy the various quibbles between the principles. Not sure if this is all that collectible, but I have a copy. Like I said, I like westerns, and I like Selleck.