I’m scanning down Al Pacino’s IMDB pedigree. Once one of the great actors, AP seems to have descended into a permanent and personal night of the living dead. What happened? There’s a few good ones in the ’90’s (Glengary Glen Ross, The Insider, Donnie Brasco), but really, you need to go all the way back to the “Godfather” era to see AP at the top of his game (I and II, the great Dog Day Afternoon)….and I have to see Scarecrow again. Click to me queue. My darlin’!
This one really though, is not as bad as some of his films. It’s mildly entertaining, and AP holds himself in check for the most part. Sure, there are enough misdirections and red herrings to choke a horse, but that’s not Pacino’s fault. Unlike some of his clunkers (where he plays down to the lowest common denominator), here at least, he rises – if only a bit – above the script.
So I just don’t know what happens to these actors: DeNiro and Nicholson to name two. Brando at least made it interesting by his obscure takes on some of his roles. Even with his over the top performances, there was a method to his madness. Pun intended.