We are in hell right now, gentlemen, believe me, and we can stay here and get the shit kicked out of us. Or we can fight our way back into the light. We can climb out of hell. One inch, at a time.
Al Pacino – Any Given Sunday
Next year marks 50 years since the great Al Pacino made his acting bow in episode 5 of the second season of N.Y.P.D. It was a modest appearance, starring alongside Oscar nominee Jill Clayburgh, and the performance showed little signs of the career that would be ahead for him. He’s been nominated for numerous awards since then, with an Oscar win in 93 more than deserved. He’s starred in numerous classics; The Godfather series, Dog Day Afternoon, Glenngarry Glenn Ross, Serpico and Heat. Yet it is 2017, and Pacino seems to be on a mission to self destruct. In his 50 year career he has built up a lot of stock, and I have invested a lot into it myself, but in the last 15 years I have slowly been looking to sell. It is a depressing to think that anybody born post 2000 may honestly be able to reply ‘Who is that?’ to the words Al Pacino.
Taking a look at his filmography I struggled to name anything past the underrated Insomnia. And it was at this juncture that I decided to sacrifice my time to review what I imagine is a steep sliding scale of quality films. This is all in aid of discovering what in the hell has happened to the man that once reduced me to tears with four shots from a gun, an accompanying Moby soundtrack and a holding of hands. Ever since I, along with many presumed others, have waited for the resurgence of Pacino, maybe it’ll come next year with the Martin Scorsese directed The Irishman. Hopefully this cinematic journey will give just a glimmer of hope that there is a still a bit of Serpico determination left in him.
#18 S1m0ne – Directed by Andrew Nichol