I think this film is one big fuck you to nihilism. The character of Vincent is presented to us as someone who doesn't believe in anything but himself and there is nothing worth believing in, Max in contrast is someone who is simply coasting, waiting for a moment that will probably never come. Vincent is fine commenting on the inherent worthlessness of humanity when he's in control but take the control out of his hands and he becomes like the rest of us, scared, his philosophy crumbles.
I think this film is one of Mann's best, it get's knocked mainly for falling to the trapping's of the genre but what Mann does within the framework is just amazing, he takes these two characters beyond archetype. In Vincent we have a killer who is breaking down inside, an isolated guy who somehow bonds with Max because there's nobody else. Max on the other hand is a guy who lacks Vincents drive, who justifies his indecision. I think Max is the first guy to call Vincent on his bullshit, even if there is a ring of truth to what Vincent says about Max.
It's a character driven thriller about missed opportunities, I think it easily besides Mann's best work.
I think this film is one of Mann's best, it get's knocked mainly for falling to the trapping's of the genre but what Mann does within the framework is just amazing, he takes these two characters beyond archetype. In Vincent we have a killer who is breaking down inside, an isolated guy who somehow bonds with Max because there's nobody else. Max on the other hand is a guy who lacks Vincents drive, who justifies his indecision. I think Max is the first guy to call Vincent on his bullshit, even if there is a ring of truth to what Vincent says about Max.
It's a character driven thriller about missed opportunities, I think it easily besides Mann's best work.




