Sponsored, if that's the word, or endorsed, by Jodie Foster, this French film introduces American audiences to Mathieu Kassovitz, one of the many spawn of Martin Scorsese, farther-flung than most, documenting twenty-four volatile hours in the lives of three angry young men in the housing projects outside Paris. In significant ways, the filmmaker has constructed a monument worthy of his spiritual father: stylistically strenuous; dramatically, narratively, thematically, emotionally, intellectually flaccid. In insignificant ways as well: the "You talkin' to me?" rehearsal in front of a bathroom mirror; the slow-motion boxer at the punching bag; the fuck-you-fuck-you-too dialogue. The film is shot in black-and-white, not for greater authenticity, but for greater affectation. Vincent Cassel, Hubert Kounde, Said Taghmaoui. (1995) — Duncan Shepherd
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