Robocop (Verehoven, 1987): Prince Charles Cinema, 12.30pm
This is a 35mm presentation.
Chicago Reader review:
Android policeman roots out criminals in futuristic Detroit at the
behest of greedy corporate controllers. Gentrification, criminality,
what's the difference? Not much, according to Paul Verhoeven's creepily
stylish SF thriller (1987, 103 min.), though Verhoeven, a Dutch
director (The Fourth Man) with a taste for subterranean kinks
and slick continental veneer, is careful not to let his satirical
assaults intrude on the more numbingly physical kind. Still, there's a
brooding, agonized quality to the violence that almost seems
subversive, as if Verhoeven were both appalled and fascinated by his
complicity in the toxic action rot (the entropic mise-en-scene is more
than a designer's coup: Verhoeven can't get out of the sludge, so he
cynically slides right in). As the human cop turned android, Peter
Weller hardly registers behind his fiberglass visor, though Verhoeven,
usually a master at suggesting the sleazily psychological through the
physical, might have made something more of his eerie Aryan blandness
Pat Graham
Here (and above) is the trailer.
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