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Review by Dustin Putman
2 stars out of 4
The original, more provocative title for "Dark Blue" was "The Plague
Season," based on a story by James Ellroy (1997's "L.A. Confidential").
Its inexplicable switch to the generic, mostly forgettable new moniker
is a minor point, to be sure, but also telling. Directed by Ron Shelton
(1999's "Play It to the Bone"), "Dark Blue" is grim and unblinking
in its depiction of a group of severely crooked L.A. cops, and toplined
by the vastly underrated Kurt Russell (2001's "3000 Miles to Graceland").
It also too often acceptantly spins its wheels as it unspools a narrative
often as shopworn as its title.
Set during the days leading up to the verdict of the March 1991 Rodney
King trial and L.A. riots, Special Investigations Squad detective
Eldon Perry (Kurt Russell) and partnered protege Bobby Keough (Scott
Speedman) are assigned a quadruple homicide that took place in a convenience
store. Through the investigation, Perry unflinchingly introduces Keough
to the blatant misconduct and corruption running rampant through their
division, headed by Sergeant Jack Van Meter (Brendan Gleeson). And
as the stakes rise and Deputy Chief Arthur Holland (Ving Rhames) sets
out to uncover their misdoings, Perry finds himself on a downward
spiral of illegal activity that has stripped him of not only his morals,
but his beloved wife, Sally (Lolita Davidovich), and teenage son (Wyatt Russell).
"Dark Blue" is effectively gritty when need be, but for most of its
running time meanders as it tries to find its central story arc. Screenwriter
David Ayer (2001's quite similar and better "Training Day") and director
Ron Shelton are adept in the how's and why's of the SIS unit, no matter
how fictionalized it may be, and offer an intriguing background layer
in its palpably felt and crucial 1991 setting. There is also a slam-bang
conclusion that savvily finds the morals within its touchy issues without getting preachy.
What is not so good, then, is the picture's lack of focus and originality.
A feud between Perry and Holland brought up in its first half turns
out to only be a disconcerting red herring, while the lack of a virtuous
lead character makes one question who he or she should be rooting
for and why they should care. Meanwhile, the police procedural element
has "been-there-done-that" written all over it. Until the final thirty
minutes, there is little energy in the plot machinations, and the
characters have trouble breaking free from the one-note "types" they
have been written to portray. Perry is the antihero--a man who realizes
nearly before its too late the mistakes he has made. Keough is the
rookie investigator initially forced into participating in the corruption
before he decides to come clean. Jack Van Meter is the head of SIS
so crooked in his dealings it's amazing he doesn't have a neon sign
plastered to his forehead. And Sally is the long-suffering wife of
Perry who, despite being written with more intelligence than the norm,
is nothing more than a device at the service of the story.
Kurt Russell snaps and crackles in the highly charged role of Eldon
Perry. While Perry is far from the most noble of men, Russell is a
likably charismatic enough performer that it is easy to connect to
his plight. Scott Speedman (2000's "Duets"), on the other hand, is
badly miscast as the distraught and confused Bobby Keough. Speedman
is soft-spoken and looks so squeaky clean that he appears to be playing
dress-up rather than inhabiting an actual character. As Arthur Holland,
Ving Rhames (1999's "Bringing Out the Dead") merely cashes a paycheck.
On hand for obligatory femme support are Lolita Davidovich (1999's
"Mystery, Alaska"), quite memorable with sparse screen time, and Michael
Michele (2003's "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days"), as a fellow officer
who also happens to be Keough's aloof mistress.
"Dark Blue" is average and unremarkable in nearly every way, paling
next to "Training Day," which it closely resembles. If there is a
reason to see the film at all, it is for Kurt Russell's powerhouse
performance, but that is simply not reason enough to wade through
material that has been seen too many times in the past to count.
Copyright © 2003 Dustin Putman
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