Wednesday, March 15, 2006
The Nihilist In The Back Seat
Max: So that’s the reason?
Vincent: That’s the “why.” There’s no reason. There’s no good reason, there’s no bad reason to live or to die.
Max: Then what are you?
Vincent: Indifferent. Get with it. Millions of galaxies of hundreds of millions of stars and a speck on one in a blink. That’s us. Lost in space.
Can I say a word or two in praise of Michael Mann? Set aside your feelings about Miami Vice and Heat. Collateral is a great film. It’s philosophical conflict as an action movie. I doubt any other film will ever use the latent menace of Tom Cruise as well. Aside from working out competing philosophies (one too dark, one too dreamy, as Mrs. West pointed out to me) Collateral has a great look and feel to it, with the signature Mann blend of music and mood. It’s a dark new take on Los Angeles isolation.
Speaking of music from the film, listen to Groove Armada do Hands of Time here. Put it on your iPod and ride around LA on the MTA trains alone, lost in space.