Jeff Goldblum's character in 'Into The Night' suffers from insomnia, but if you do, just try sitting through this waste of time and talent.
2 August 2004
'Into The Night' is John Landis' attempt at a Hitchcockian comedy thriller, and for me he falls flat on his face. Scorsese's 'After Hours' and Demme's 'Something Wild' are two similar quirky movies from the same period which feature an unlikely hero taking an out of character walk on the wild side, and they are much more interesting and entertaining. But that's no real surprise, Scorsese and Demme are talented directors, and Landis is a hack who makes pretty lousy movies. Jeff Goldblum is always watchable, and Michelle Pfeiffer is a peach, but their sheer likability and star appeal aren't enough to save the viewer from restlessness. The comic touches aren't all that amusing, and the thriller aspects of the story aren't very suspenseful. All that's left is a meandering shaggy dog story that ultimately goes nowhere. Landis' usual stunt casting means that we get to see a knife fight between David Bowie and rockabilly legend Carl Perkins, and countless cameos by his director buddies (David Cronenberg, Roger Vadim, Paul Bartel, Don Siegel,etc.etc.). Landis himself plays a supposedly funny bad guy and gives himself plenty of screen time, yet wastes great actors like Richard Farnsworth, Vera Miles, Clu Gulager and Irene Papas in thankless supporting roles. Jeff Goldblum's character suffers from insomnia, but if you do, just try sitting through this waste of time and talent. I guarantee you'll be nodding off way before the (anti)climax!
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