Hard-boiled private-eye hokum, with a wire crossed into the Faust-Mephistopheles myth, resulting in a major power outage at the end, after getting by on dim bulbs till then. A black-garbed, bearded, be-ringed, pointed-fingernailed mystery man named Louis Cyphre (equals "Lucifer," get it?) hires a wisecracking Brooklyn gumshoe named Angel ("Of course I know what an attorney is. It's like a lawyer, only the bills are bigger") to locate a World War II crooner who has welshed on his "contract." Not only is the detective out of his depth (and out of his mid-Fifties period, with his stubbled and wrinkled mid-Eighties look); he is altogether out of his genre. Mickey Rourke, Robert De Niro, Lisa Bonet, Charlotte Rampling; written and directed by Alan Parker. (1987) — Duncan Shepherd
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