It’s the anti-“Godfather” from frame one.The credits rush by with the sound of a car zooming. Three men in a car cruise down an empty road in the heat of the night, the passengers fast asleep. The driver looks exhausted, a little sweaty, handsome but not silent-movie-actor-handsome in the vein of Al Pacino as Michael Corleone. Their suits are elegant, but they’re also crumpled, worn-down. Despite the late hour, the lighting is simple. It’s just a tad red, unlike the shadows that flood the screen at the begi … (read more)
