I don't know if anyone remembers this movie. I don't know if it made much of a splash when it came out in 1998. I certainly don't remember anyone talking about it then or now. I might have seen part of it on tv once: one of the scenes was slightly familiar.
But watching this movie now from the vantage point of 2012, all I can think is how horribly predictive it was, and how heart-breakingly sad it is to watch now.
The plot is simple: there are arab terrorists in New York and they are using bombings to try to gain the release of their religious leader whom the American military kidnapped after he directed a bombing on an army base in the middle east. The FBI (headed by Denzel Washington) does its best to discover and take care of these many threats but they are hampered by both the cultural differences and the US military when martial law is declared in New York city.
Arab extremists. Bombs. Hundreds dead. Terrorist cells. All of these things made more haunting by the occasion wide shot of New York city with the two towers still standing.
1998. All this in 1998. And seeing how Hollywood works, this script could have been in production for up to ten years. Maybe less, maybe not. I couldn't say.
This movie--while powerful--wasn't spectacular. I can see why it isn't particularly remembered now. (Although Denzel and Tony Shalhoub turn in some great performances)
The reason I tell you of this movie is because it represents something of our history. Not only 9/11, but of WWII and the camps that interned innocent Japanese Americans. This is what we can become when fear rules us. It is a good thing to be reminded of.
And a very Happy Birthday to Liam Neeson and Karl Urban! We are glad you are alive and making wonderful movies. Well, I say we. At the very least I'm glad. :)
Yay, Liam and Karl!
ReplyDeleteHrm - I want to see them in a movie TOGETHER!
That would me more awesomeness than the world could contain. It might explode.
DeleteI say we risk it. ;)