"Blue City" is one of those films you give it a pass in order to enjoy the couple of good things it has to show, ignoring a little the many
obvious moments and motifs. It's highly entertaining despite lacking in anything new to say or show, and perhaps its greatest asset comes for
showing the sinister ways and moves of Judd Nelson being used to play the hero, for a change, and he's quite enjoyable as a drifter who returns
to his hometown to find out who killed his rich father. Coming to his aid, there's an old friend (David Caruso, quite funny) and his sister (Ally Sheedy) and you'll probably know she'll be his partner
in bed, and that family will be put in danger as he's a reckless, uncaring dude who only thinks about himself.
Walter Hill signed the script but didn't direct - thankfully. It's not like you're seeing the typical violent flick he used to do in the 80's but certain charateristics remained (unusual stubborn heroes, darkly funny lines). What might kill the enjoyment of this are several erratic moments and even the final morals of it all (some things are easily forgiven, and if that's the case then love really conquers all). But the way everything is put together and how it goes before your eyes is so enjoyable, attractive and thrilling that you don't pay much mind to what's wrong with it. There's worse out there and this one manages to leave in great spirits, as having a pretty decent time watching it.
Was I bored with it? Never. Scenes like the robbing scheme where Caruso and Nelson disturb the greyhound racing or the motel shootout offer a great reward. Even the hammy performance of Scott Wilson, as the rich man you know is the bad guy, can offer some entertaining value. And Paul Winfield is always a pleasure to watch. It's one of those films you can't take so seriously, and I guess that's the problem it had and has in attracting viewers or getting some positive notes about it. It was done on autopilot, and it must be seen on autopilot or not expecting too much. 8/10.
Walter Hill signed the script but didn't direct - thankfully. It's not like you're seeing the typical violent flick he used to do in the 80's but certain charateristics remained (unusual stubborn heroes, darkly funny lines). What might kill the enjoyment of this are several erratic moments and even the final morals of it all (some things are easily forgiven, and if that's the case then love really conquers all). But the way everything is put together and how it goes before your eyes is so enjoyable, attractive and thrilling that you don't pay much mind to what's wrong with it. There's worse out there and this one manages to leave in great spirits, as having a pretty decent time watching it.
Was I bored with it? Never. Scenes like the robbing scheme where Caruso and Nelson disturb the greyhound racing or the motel shootout offer a great reward. Even the hammy performance of Scott Wilson, as the rich man you know is the bad guy, can offer some entertaining value. And Paul Winfield is always a pleasure to watch. It's one of those films you can't take so seriously, and I guess that's the problem it had and has in attracting viewers or getting some positive notes about it. It was done on autopilot, and it must be seen on autopilot or not expecting too much. 8/10.