I departed the couch to see The Departed, Martin Scorcese's latest bloodbath. I liked it immensely, but then I like bullets passing through brains passing for entertainment. I came home and watched a History of Violence and reached Defcon4 on the desensitization index.
Fast paced and frantic, The Departed may finally get Marty his Oscar, but it is not exactly a masterpiece. My wife fell asleep 3 times then proclaimed she didn't understand it. She's never made it through L.A. Confidentail either. For some reason some great movies are great sleeping pills.
Accolades to Mark Wahlberg who, playing with the same Boston home field advantage as Matt Damon, steals the movie by spitting out the best written lines. The movie centers around a couple of implants - Damon and Leonardo DeCaprio, on opposite sides of the law. Two and a half hours of twists and turns (of course the movie is too long - aren't they all) result in the inevitable shoot outs and surprises. You'll be entertained, especially if you like crimson. Nobody does high brow violence better than Marty - except maybe Tarantino - but then I'd categorize his as high-brow comic book violence. Nicholson is over the top, as usual, and the movie soundtrack pounds away, punctuating the scenes like it was a music video.
I give the movie toes up. Toes up refers to my first row seat at Cinemark in Gulfport where I put my feet up on the bar.
Always been a Scorcese fan, but not the typical one. I rank his top 7 all time this way - and no one else in the world would:
1. Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore
2. Taxi Driver
3. Raging Bull
4. Goodfellas
5. The Last Waltz
6. The Departed
7. The Aviator
Toes up, The Departed is worth getting up off the couch for.
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