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Heat is an excellent film noir throwback. The retro costumes,
the saxophone-heavy score, and the dark, smoky visuals are all fantastically
noir. Kathleen Turner is perfect as the femme fatale, and William Hurt is
suitably plain as the hapless schmuck who gets caught up in her scheme. They
even give Hurt a fedora. It's super 1940's at every turn.
Because the film borrows so much from old film noir,
the plot feels very familiar to the point to being predictable. I didn't see
the film's twist coming, but when it happened it still felt familiar. Despite
that, the film is still enjoyable. The visuals are absolutely gorgeous. The
strong use of colors and gauzy lighting are absolutely sumptuous. The scene
where they first visit Turner's house is a cinematic treasure. The pacing in
that scene is beyond perfect. Throwing a chair through a window has never been
more cinematically sexy.
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