Everything is seamlessly edited together with plenty of jump cuts. KMFDM fans will still be fans, although Blackman enthusiasts will have to look elsewhere.
Sometimes it all becomes too refined. Don’t you want to have a cheap, shitty, gutter brew? Don’t you want to relish the pain it takes to swallow Popov vodka?
A friend said they reminded her of Rage Against the Machine, but I think that was only because of their energy, more like some of Fishbone’s harder stuff.
I’ve never see a band keep a crowd going for so long, has so much energy, and is still so damn tight. They played most of their ska stuff towards the end.
Writer/director James Mangold obviously didn’t want to take any chances, so not only is Stallone’s Freddy Heflin, the sheriff of a small New Jersey town populated by crooked New York cops, a badge-wearing slug, but he’s also deaf in one ear.
The best thing about the movie is John Leguizamo as the Clown/Violator. As he carts around 20-30 lbs. of foam-rubber costume, crouched over to look about five feet tall and wide, and making it look natural, he gets to spew the best one-liners of the movie.