Another end of the month, another case of me rushing to watch a Walter Hill movie before it leaves Tubi (though I know full well it'll be back in another month or two). Finally caught Hard Times, which was Hill's debut. Along with Johnny Handsome, I'd put this among his underseen gems. Charles Bronson, James Coburn and Strother Martin in Depression-era New Orleans hustling bare-knuckle boxing bouts for cash. HIll's sense for setting is there from the jump. A lot of great scenery (the fight settings kinda remind me of fighting game backdrops — this one's in a factory, this one is on the deck of a boat, this one is at some sort of outdoor party, etc.). The action is lively. Hill's not in a rush to finish a fight and the foley work makes you feel the fleshy punches. It's a snappy script (I particularly enjoy every languid syllable that rolls gently out of Martin's mouth as the opium-addict doc). Hard men with honor. Desperate men hooked on action. Basic, but really satisfying stuff. Coburn gets to be chatty and shifty and Bronson, who is always more of a great presence than a good actor, is, for my money, at his best here. He's a weathered old oak with few words, but he makes every one count.
Bad Lieutenant. Abel Ferrara is perhaps the patron saint of grimy pre-Giuliani New York City. His films are flush with bad people, worse cops, violence, prostitution, drug use, etc. There's a real verisimilitude (Ferrara himself was a heroin addict), but they guy also has a knack for giving you a good, compelling "story." I use quotes because it's not always the story per se. He's more than willing to let actors loose and that makes for an interesting watch ("entertaining" doesn't always apply, though King of New York is a blast). Here it's Harvey Keitel playing a howling raw nerve of a corrupt cop. We watch him commit nearly every professional (and personal) sin imaginable, but when he looks in the face of true forgiveness, will he be able to start to right his wrongs? It's a deeply unpleasant, uncomfortable film, but Keitel is committed if you can stomach it. And again Ferrara manages to thread the needle between trash and art.
Legend. The good: I really like the vibe and look. Rick Baker's makeup and Tim Curry's performance are fantastic. The bad: Kinda dull. Recycled ideas and character types just done much better elsewhere. The ugly: Poor Tom Cruise. Can't decide what's worse here, his teeth or his bare legs. I heard somewhere that this is one of the movies that he just doesn't acknowledge. I can see why.