Or the answer to all of her dreams.Ī test of the newly acquired asset is required. Who immediately sizes Crowe up as a potential liability. Deliciously fulfilled by Ellen Barkin at her leggiest, spike heeled, Femme Fatale best. Ice Queen and Hatchet Lady, par excellence. Executive Officer, Director of Operations and Personnel for the Grimes Organization. That the colonel never happened and terminated Mr. A rather large payoff of $50,000 to an Iraqi colonel. The only roadblock(s) in the way would doom a lesser mortal. (Frank Langella, rarely laconically creepier!) With whom Crowe desires a final interview and perhaps, a parlay regarding salary. Quite possibly under the curious eye of the Organization’s founder and president, Vic Grimes. Well aware that his every move is being recorded through hidden cameras and microphones. Breezes through a computer generated psychology battery of multiple choice questions. Late of the CIA and ruthlessly brought to life by Lawrence Fishburne. Or complete lack thereof in negotiations. Conversant in foreign languages, questionable moral standards. Naturally, such a business would employ those of exceptional aptitude and IQ. Whose reason for existence is doing those tasks that grease the skids of major conglomerates and help tiresome, expensive things like Class Action Suits disappear. Focused on a rather covert, though expensively budgeted and fronted Grimes Organization colloquially called “The Toolshed”. Well centered in the world of corporate espionage, extortion and sub rosa deal making that never makes the papers. In the form of The Grifters, The Last Seduction and thisĭerived from the mind of late, great master “Crime in the suites, political intrigue” novelist Ross Thomas. Did some twists and turns with characters and story to create something familiar, yet friendly to a newer audience. Sci-Fi has done some gene splicing since the days of Forbidden Planet and The Incredible Shrinking Man and spawned equally deep, masterfully detailed and effected examples as The Matrix and Inception. While Film Noir moved from its traditional shadowy B&W to color. As Clint Eastwood did with The Outlaw Josie Wales and his gritty, sometimes rain soaked Unforgiven. Too well ingrained in the culture to suddenly expire through inattention or forgetfulness, Genres evolve. Do they ever die? The obvious answer is no. I would like to thank Michael for the opportunity to proffer a topic that has filled hours of late night, after dinner discussion with film aficionados… Genres. Guest Post – Neo Noir Gem: Bad Company (1995)
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