Two things need to be understood, Brooklyn and Wayne Wang. Can those of you who saw Chang is Missing, really pretend that Wayne Wang's films push the envelope? I mean, it's always a bit beyond the cutting edge with WW. A great film maker, he has a great sense of humor and is smart enough to let actors take their heads sometimes. OK. Now, Brooklyn. Forget this crap about "New York," if you know Brooklyn and especially, the OLD Brooklyn of, say, 1956, that last great year of the Dodgers [I was a young Naval officer there in Brooklyn Naval Shipyard that year], then you know there's a HUGE cultural barrier separating NY from there. Now, you're getting warm. OK, when I saw Smoke, I saw a teaser of a sequel. Now, we all know sequels generally suck but Smoke had that extra something that made me want to risk a buck to see Keitel in action again. Well, waited and waited and then, this is on the shelves. It's a GEM! Don't listen to those chumps who don't know squat about WW or Brooklyn and, hey, let me ask you...did you pay to go see that Star Wars Prequel? Sure you did. So don't gripe. This is the great SMOKE PREQUEL! Go Wayne Wang! Up with Brooklyn, old (definitely not new, i.e ., LA) Dodgers, Belgian waffles, and Sexy Puerto Rican girls dialoguing with themselves in the mirror, saying "Ju lik Epanish gorls?" YES!
Review of Blue in the Face
