Saw Grosse Pointe Blank for the first time this evening. Out originally in '97, I think I ignored it partly because I was working for the Maker at the time and thus skint, but mainly because the title didn't tell me anything at all. I remember seeing the posters, but because I was in the dark as to what the film was about it slipped below my radar entirely.
To be honest, I'm only watching it now because the DVD was sent to me by my mate Vince, whose script I'm co-producing this summer. I'm not sure if he meant this as research – I know he sent me Run, Lola Run for that purpose but I think this was just an 'and why not also watch'.
Seven years on, and Grosse Pointe Blank stands up fairly well on first viewing, but I can't wondering how I would have perceived had I seen it then, before The Matrix, before bullet time, before Keanu's trenchcoat clad Neo cartwheeled his way through the foyer shoot-out.
There were moments in Grosse Pointe Blank, specifically the convenience store scene and the final climax, where I couldn't help wondering if maybe Cusack should have been just that little bit fitter, pulled a few kung fu moves, or possibly climbed up a wall or two. It's like my brain's been polluted – I've been Matrixated.
Really though, Cusack makes about as convincing an assassin as I would a conspirator. Some people are born with an inbuilt ability to look dangerous, just as some are born with the deviousness required to conspire. And some are not.
Still, he looks cute. What more can one ask for?
Several years late, but never mind
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