The Crew looks like a
movie that started out its existence sickly and weak and then ended
up having the life beaten out of it before the opening credits were
even over, after which its remains are poked and prodded at with
sticks for about ninety minutes in an effort to fool us into
thinking that it was still alive. It doesn't work.
Richard Dreyfuss, Burt Reynolds,
Dan Hedaya and a defeated-looking Seymour Cassel play one-time Mafia
men who are now living out their retirement in the dull splendor of
a residential hotel in Miami Beach. They decide to fake a gangland
hit in the lobby of their building, using a John Doe corpse from the
local morgue. The results not only bring them media attention and
cause all the young yuppie whippersnappers to move out of the place
and leave them in peace, but the corpse they used turns out to be
that of an actual gang boss who had gone missing. In addition, a
stripper (Jennifer Tilly) threatens to snitch on them unless the
four men agree to rub out her stepmother (Lainie Kazan).
This last plot element is cause for
the worst gag sequence to come along in a movie since Me, Myself
and Irene -- it involves a rat with a length of burning rag tied
to its tail, and while I'm not overly fond of rats, I do mind seeing
helpless animals burned alive onscreen for our enjoyment. The
picture also has the ugliest-looking cinematography of any
Hollywood-made film in years. The colors look as if the footage had
been dipped in India ink and then hung out to dry, but the
filmmakers also decided to film all the medium and close shots using
wide-angle lenses, which distort the actors' faces while emphasizing
all of their worst qualities. Normally, the director's prerogative
is to at least make the actors look presentable. Jennifer Tilly
looks as if she has been blown-up to resemble a giant-sized version
of Tura Satana, the maniacal vixen in Faster, Pussycat! Kill!
Kill! It is not flattering.
While an attempt to parody the famous continuous tracking shot through a nightclub in Goodfellas is fumbled, Carrie-Anne Moss, playing a police detective, does get to let loose with one of her Matrix-style kickboxing moves (and from a sitting position, at that). On the other hand, Richard Dreyfuss dunks Burt Reynolds' head in a toilet bowlful of water, then resuscitates him mouth-to-mouth -- just when you thought the sequence with the unfortunate rat was as bad as things were going to get in this flick
Review by Gregory Avery · Nitrate Online
