The collisions in "Crash" aren't always a matter of metal and glass. People collide as well in this literate, engrossing and occasionally funny look at race relations in Los Angeles. The news isn't good.
B+ The verdict: A thoughtful and engrossing examination of racism, blessed with a splendid cast and a smart script. Director: Paul Haggis On the web
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A Brentwood housewife and her D.A. husband.
A Persian store owner.
Two police detectives who are also lovers.
An African-American television director and his wife.
A Mexican locksmith.
Two car-jackers.
A rookie cop.
A middle-aged Korean couple.
They all live in Los Angeles.
And during the next 36 hours, they will all collide.
Sandra Bullock
Nona Gaye / Brendan Fraser
Matt Dillon
Ryan Phillippe
Thandie (pronounced 'Tandie') Newton
Larenz Tate and Ludacris in "Crash."
'Crash': A new, distinctive, welcome voice
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Starring: Sandra Bullock, Don Cheadle, Tony Danza, Matt Dillon, Jennifer Esposito, Ludacris, William Fichtner, Brendan Fraser, Terrence Dashon Howard
Run time: 113 minutes
Release date: May 6, 2005
Rating: R for language, sexual content and some violence.
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People are too isolated in L.A.'s car culture, notes police detective Graham Waters (Don Cheadle, marvelous as usual). They're locked away in their automobiles. "Nobody touches you," he says. "We miss that touch so much we crash into someone just to feel something."
Waters is one of a dozen or so Angelenos whose lives intersect, a la "Magnolia" or "Short Cuts," in "Crash." At times, the connections are a bit too convenient, but in a film as smart and compassionate as this, it's a forgivable flaw.
Take Ryan (Matt Dillon), a racist cop whose harassment of a well-to-do African-American couple, Cameron and Christine (Terrence Howard and Thandie Newton) is one of the most harrowing and repulsive scenes you'll ever see. As his disgusted rookie partner, Hanson (Ryan Phillippe), looks on, aghast, Ryan "searches" Christine in an insinuatingly sexual manner that's the equivalent of emotional rape.
Yet no one is one-dimensional in "Crash." Ryan is also a good son to an ailing father. Later, he and Christine are brought together again, in circumstances so entirely different and unexpected, the scene leaves you stunned.
Then there's ambitious district attorney Rick Cabot (Brendan Fraser) and his pampered, petty and prejudiced wife Jean (Sandra Bullock, fearlessly abandoning her Lovableness). As they walk to their Lincoln Navigator, they pass two young black men, Anthony (Chris "Ludacris" Bridges) and Peter (Larenz Tate). Anthony is loudly complaining about a racist waitress, who, we've already seen, is also black. Jean reflexively tightens her grip on Rick's arm, which does not go unnoticed. Anthony switches immediately to talking about how all white people think African-Americans are criminals and thugs. Then, in one of the movie's turn-on-a-dime reversals, he and his pal carjack the couple's SUV.
Rick is upset they're black because it might cost him the African-American vote. Jean insists they change the locks and hires (and racially berates) a Latino named Daniel (Michael Pena). He, in turn, is on a collision course with an Iranian immigrant, Farhad (Shaun Toub), who's sick and tired of being called an Arab and sick and tired of living in fear. So he buys a gun and asks Daniel to work on his locks ...
If this sounds like a lot of plot exposition, rest assured, this isn't even the half of it. Making his directorial debut, writer Paul Haggis ("Million Dollar Baby") masterfully crafts a picture that's both grave and amusing as it examines the many faces of racial hate in L.A. — and, by extension, the rest of the country.
His point is, racism is a given in the America of 2005. It's more overt in someone like Ryan or Jean, but it's there. Even in same-race confrontations. Upset Cameron didn't protect her from Ryan, Christine spits out, "The closest thing you ever came to being black was watching 'The Cosby Show.'"
Near the end, "Crash" feels a bit forced, a bit preachy. But it's never glib or self-important. And there's a wonderful moment of capricious grace that ends the movie on a note of optimism.
And yes, there actually are some car crashes. The movie begins and ends with wrecks, as if to signify, another day, another crash. Same old, same old, Haggis is telling us, but in a new, distinctive and welcome voice.
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Jean: Sandra BullockGraham: Don Cheadle Officer Ryan: Matt Dillon Ria: Jennifer Esposito Flanagan: William Fichtner Rick: Brendan Fraser Cameron: Terrence Dashon Howard Anthony: Ludacris Lions Gate Films presents a film directed by Paul Haggis. Written by Haggis and Robert Moresco. Running time: 100 minutes. Rated R (for language, sexual content and some violence). Opening today at local theaters.
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"Crash" tells interlocking stories of whites, blacks, Latinos, Koreans, Iranians, cops and criminals, the rich and the poor, the powerful and powerless, all defined in one way or another by racism. All are victims of it, and all are guilty it. Sometimes, yes, they rise above it, although it is never that simple. Their negative impulses may be instinctive, their positive impulses may be dangerous, and who knows what the other person is thinking?
The result is a movie of intense fascination; we understand quickly enough who the characters are and what their lives are like, but we have no idea how they will behave, because so much depends on accident. Most movies enact rituals; we know the form and watch for variations. "Crash" is a movie with free will, and anything can happen. Because we care about the characters, the movie is uncanny in its ability to rope us in and get us involved.
"Crash" was directed by Paul Haggis, whose screenplay for "Million Dollar Baby" led to Academy Awards. It connects stories based on coincidence, serendipity, and luck, as the lives of the characters crash against one another other like pinballs. The movie presumes that most people feel prejudice and resentment against members of other groups, and observes the consequences of those feelings.
One thing that happens, again and again, is that peoples' assumptions prevent them from seeing the actual person standing before them. An Iranian (Shaun Toub) is thought to be an Arab, although Iranians are Persian. Both the Iranian and the white wife of the district attorney (Sandra Bullock) believe a Mexican-American locksmith (Michael Pena) is a gang member and a crook, but he is a family man.
A black cop (Don Cheadle) is having an affair with his Latina partner (Jennifer Esposito), but never gets it straight which country she's from. A cop (Matt Dillon) thinks a light-skinned black woman (Thandie Newton) is white. When a white producer tells a black TV director (Terrence Dashon Howard) that a black character "doesn't sound black enough," it never occurs to him that the director doesn't "sound black," either. For that matter, neither do two young black men (Larenz Tate and Ludacris), who dress and act like college students, but have a surprise for us.
You see how it goes. Along the way, these people say exactly what they are thinking, without the filters of political correctness. The district attorney's wife is so frightened by a street encounter that she has the locks changed, then assumes the locksmith will be back with his "homies" to attack them. The white cop can't get medical care for his dying father, and accuses a black woman at his HMO with taking advantage of preferential racial treatment. The Iranian can't understand what the locksmith is trying to tell him, freaks out, and buys a gun to protect himself. The gun dealer and the Iranian get into a shouting match.
I make this sound almost like episodic TV, but Haggis writes with such directness and such a good ear for everyday speech that the characters seem real and plausible after only a few words. His cast is uniformly strong; the actors sidestep cliches and make their characters particular.
For me, the strongest performance is by Matt Dillon, as the racist cop in anguish over his father. He makes an unnecessary traffic stop when he thinks he sees the black TV director and his light-skinned wife doing something they really shouldn't be doing at the same time they're driving. True enough, but he wouldn't have stopped a black couple or a white couple. He humiliates the woman with an invasive body search, while her husband is forced to stand by powerless, because the cops have the guns -- Dillon, and also an unseasoned rookie (Ryan Phillippe), who hates what he's seeing but has to back up his partner.
That traffic stop shows Dillon's cop as vile and hateful. But later we see him trying to care for his sick father, and we understand why he explodes at the HMO worker (whose race is only an excuse for his anger). He victimizes others by exercising his power, and is impotent when it comes to helping his father. Then the plot turns ironically on itself, and both of the cops find themselves, in very different ways, saving the lives of the very same TV director and his wife. Is this just manipulative storytelling? It didn't feel that way to me, because it serves a deeper purpose than mere irony: Haggis is telling parables, in which the characters learn the lessons they have earned by their behavior.
Other cross-cutting Los Angeles stories come to mind, especially Lawrence Kasdan's more optimistic "Grand Canyon" and Robert Altman's more humanistic "Short Cuts." But "Crash" finds a way of its own. It shows the way we all leap to conclusions based on race -- yes, all of us, of all races, and however fair-minded we may try to be -- and we pay a price for that. If there is hope in the story, it comes because as the characters crash into one another, they learn things, mostly about themselves. Almost all of them are still alive at the end, and are better people because of what has happened to them. Not happier, not calmer, not even wiser, but better. Then there are those few who kill or get killed; racism has tragedy built in.
Not many films have the possibility of making their audiences better people. I don't expect "Crash" to work any miracles, but I believe anyone seeing it is likely to be moved to have a little more sympathy for people not like themselves. The movie contains hurt, coldness and cruelty, but is it without hope? Not at all. Stand back and consider. All of these people, superficially so different, share the city and learn that they share similar fears and hopes. Until several hundred years ago, most people everywhere on earth never saw anybody who didn't look like them. They were not racist because, as far as they knew, there was only one race. You may have to look hard to see it, but "Crash" is a film about progress.
Ryan Phillipe
Thandie (pronounced 'Tandie') Newton
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The stunning, must-see drama Crash is proof that words have not lost the ability to shock in our anesthetized society. I can't remember the last time I have felt so galvanized, disturbed, and moved by full sentences, unadorned by gratuitous profanity, flying out of the mouths of screen characters as ordinary as you or me or the guy idling at the next traffic light on an average day in Los Angeles at Christmastime. Crash is about the collision of cars, the machinery on which L.A. is built. But it's also about the collision of races, cultures, and classes — another kind of L.A. experience. White folks, black folks, Hispanics, and Asians — nobody gets by in this amazingly tough, at times unexpectedly funny, and always humane movie without getting dented. An assured directorial debut by Million Dollar Baby screenwriter Paul Haggis, who also produced, conceived the story, and wrote the script with Bobby Moresco, Crash suggests, convincingly, that violent contact — in word or on wheels — is the only way left to reach out and touch somebody. The pileup begins almost immediately when two young black men (Larenz Tate and rapperurnedine actor Chris ''Ludacris'' Bridges), walking in an upscale white enclave and talking about the perception of young black men in upscale white enclaves, efficiently carjack a Lincoln Navigator that happens to belong to the L.A. district attorney (Brendan Fraser) and his rich-bitch wife (Sandra Bullock). Bam!, that's four people linked and unmasked, in all their ugliest prejudices and most shameful fears, by the fate of one SUV — a luxe safari truck that at first has nothing, and yet eventually everything, to do with the fate of another Navigator, owned by a rich black TV director (Terrence Howard) and his wife (Thandie Newton) and stopped for inspection by a racist white cop (Matt Dillon) and his partner (Ryan Phillippe). How could so many lives smash into one another so quickly? How, for that matter, does the family of a Hispanic locksmith wind up linked, in danger and redemption, with that of a burgled Iranian shopkeeper? What do these strangers have to do with a black police detective (Don Cheadle) and his Latina partner and lover (Jennifer Esposito), who are investigating a homicide? Role for role, the acting is superb, and the cinematography is strong, with a stylistic emphasis on blur and confusion interrupted by knife-carved incidents of prejudice and consequence (aurally stitched by Mark Isham's anxious electronic score). As Haggis' taut vignettes reveal Crash's bigger traffic pattern and the words rain down, there's little to do but grip tight and prepare for major impact. 2006 Oscar Nominations: Best Picture; Best Supporting Actor (Matt Dillon); Best Director (Paul Haggis); Best Original Screenplay (Paul Haggis and Bobby Moresco); Best Film Editing; Best Original Song (''In the Deep'') |
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Sandra Bullock | Jean |
Don Cheadle | Graham |
Matt Dillon | Officer Ryan |
Jennifer Esposito | Ria |
William Fichtner | Flanagan |
Brendan Fraser | Rick |
Terrence Howard | Cameron |
Ludacris | Anthony |
Thandie Newton | Christine |
Ryan Phillippe | Officer Hansen |
Larenz Tate | Peter |
Nona Gaye | Karen |
Academy - 2005 |
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American Cinema Editors Guild - 2005 |
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