I woke up around midday today. Fairly late, you’ll agree. I’d gone to bed at 2.30, so it can definitely be said that I overslept. After waking and being greeted by Billy with a few licks to the face, after doing bathroom stuff, I went into my office and opened the window. Right there on the street were two police cars, two fire trucks (the small ambulance-sized ones) and a white car with it’s front all smashed in positioned diagonally across the road. There was no other car that I could see, but from its position, I imagine the white car had pulled out of a drive way straight into an oncoming car. I’d managed to sleep through the accident, and, one imagines, the police sirens, cos God knows Berlin policemen love to use their sirens at any opportunity. So I stood at the window, like many of my neighbours and watched police- and firemen milling around, doing their police- and firemanny stuff. All this background information is here to back up one very small thing: policemen look stupid taking photographs with digital cameras. None of the big, fizzing-flash cameras of mobster movie killings, just a tiny digital camera like you or I have. I’ve seen policemen taking photographs a couple of times before in my neighbourhood when cars have been parked stupidly and they’re making a photographic record so the owner of the offending vehicle has no argument; and for some reason policemen tend to hold the camera like it’s the first time they’ve ever used one. Like the cliche of your granny trying to use a video recorder (my Gran, though, was a VCR demon). You half expect the policemen to get their reading glasses out before they start snapping.
I don’t often write about films. Mainly because I’m rubbish at describing how I feel about them: “it was pretty good” or “it was crap” are usually the most insightful things I have to say about them. Anyway, I went to see Miami Vice. I, like a lot of you I suspect, am a big fan of the TV series. I’ve bought the DVDs of the first two seasons, watched them again and fell in love with the show all over again. I can ignore the dated fashions and stuff, because Crockett and Tubbs still look very cool; Crockett living on a boat with an alligator is very cool; and Castillo’s monotone, head-lowered, gruff mumble is very cool. When I found out Michael Mann was gonna do a film version, I was kinda excited. When I found out Colin Farrell was gonna be Crockett, that excitement drooped significantly. But still, my curiosity got the better of me, and I caved in and went to the kino.
The good news, for those of you that haven’t seen it, is that, aside from the names of the main characters and the location, there’s virtually nothing in the film that reminds you that it has any relation to the TV show. Like all Michael Mann films, it looks amazing (I really can’t think of a director who shoots night scenes more beautifully than him). The boats, cars, and aeroplanes are very very cool. But, the story is pretty slow, and just as it gets going it ends. Colin Farrell is Colin Farrell. Jamie Foxx and his crazy hairline look like they don’t want to be there. Yep, it was crap. But it looked pretty good.