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4.0 out of 5 stars
Mad About John, February 16, 2001
There's no denying that John Travolta's taken his fair share of knocks over the years, the least derserving of which he took upon the release of Mad City. Not only is his performance not bad, it's one of the finest of his career and hands down his best since Pulp Fiction. He plays an inept security guard on the short end of a museums down-sizing when he decides to take back his job, at gunpoint if he has to. This triggers a chain of events the has him taking hostages, children mostly, and becoming the biggest story in network news. To read this you might not expect to find Travolta's character any too sympathetic but he plays it in such a way that you can't help but feel for him and the dilemma in which he faces.Dustin Hoffman plays opposite him as Max, a reporter with an unscrupulous past for manipulating the facts to further his career. But after locking horns with the networks golden boy (Alan Alda), he finds himself stuck at a small time local news station. His path to redemption with his colleagues, and ultimately himself, comes in the form of Sam Bailey (Travolta). Sam's misguided attempt at reclaiming his job becomes a TV sensation, comparable to Columbine or the Oklahoma City bombing in it's scope. Max spearheads the frenzied coverage from inside the building as a lucky coincidence has him being taken hostage himself. With the world watching, Max tries to put a heroic spin on the story but finds himself confronted with a difficult choice. His career or Sam's life? And as Max makes his character arch, so too does the audience. The key to his self actualization is that we're taken along for the ride, following him down that dark road that is network politics. Comparisons to the 1976 classic Network were inevitable and well founded, but this is a different time and the script is updated to reflect the cynicism that has filtered into all of our lives. You can almost see Travolta yelling out at the top of his lungs, "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore!" He doesn't, of course, and it's to the film's benefit. His quiet, subtle mannerisms are more telling than any line of dialogue or emotional outburst could ever even think of being. Ted Levine, you ought to remember him as the serial killer Jamie Gum in The Silence of the Lambs, plays a supporting role as the local sheriff trying to achieve notoriety as being the law enforcement offical who "handled" the crisis. He's perfectly cast, as is every role from the children being taken hostage right down to the "background artists." And those are just a few of the characters acclaimed director Costa Gavras (Z and Missing) dissects in the course of the drama. He centers the story as much on being a character study as a look at corporate news and how they spoon feed us their version of the truth. Deftly written, acted and directed the film's flaws are slight and it's deserving of high praise. Among my few beefs is the inclusion of a moralistic voice in the form of Robert Prosky, whose less convincing and more annoying because of his preachy tone. That's not to say his performance isn't good or the character isn't necessary to the story, just that it should've been toned down. Afterall, how many of us really believe he could make it to a producer's status without crossing that "invisable line" of ethical integrity along the way? But aside from that Mad City is a near perfect gem and one of the most underrated movies in a year that provided us with such instant classics as Boogie Nights and L.A. Confidential.
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