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Jack Mosley (Bruce Willis), an alcoholic NYC detective, is handed an assignment after finishing a long night shift. They need him to transport a witness from Central Holding to his appearance in front of the Grand Jury. He has almost two hours to transport Eddie Bunker (Mos Def) approximately 16 blocks before the Grand Jury ends their session. After that, Eddie's testimony will be no good. It's the last thing Jack wants to do, he would rather go home and curl up with a bottle of scotch for the remainder of the day. But the assignment promises to be quick, so he doesn't grumble too much and heads down to holding, picks up Eddie and puts him in a car. After Jack decides to stop at a liquor store on the way, all hell breaks loose. "16 Blocks", directed by Richard Donner (the "Lethal Weapon" films, "Superman") and starring Bruce Willis, is the movie equivalent of putting on an old pair of shoes. They are comfortable as heck, but worn out, a little ratty looking, but boy do they fit well. This is both good and bad for Willis, Donner and the viewer. Willis has played a cop in numerous films, it almost seems second nature to him. From the "Die Hard Series" to his recent "Hostage", the persona works for him. In "Blocks", he adds a little twist. Jack is an overweight, alcoholic who would rather do nothing than sit at a crime scene, babysitting the evidence while he drinks the deceased person's alcohol. He doesn't care about saving the world, he only cares about existing. Or does he? The answer to that question changes every few minutes of his life. There are times when Jack seems a very real character. Resting a few moments after an attempted ambush, he downs a few glasses of scotch to calm his nerves. Most people would think he might want to retain his wits. But an alcoholic calms down by drinking more. This is a very good observation of the character. But the character is an old shoe. Even with this nice observation, we have seen this person dozens, hundreds of times already. Willis has played variations on this role at least a dozen times himself. Jack offers little new for Willis and Willis offers little new for the audience. Director Richard Donner has made many action films and this is well-traveled territory for him. As the film begins and the set-up unravels, the ticking clock begins, adding a level of suspense to the film. Jack has to get Eddie sixteen blocks in less than two hours. Seems easy, even in New York, but there are, of course, complications. Even though parts of the set-up are contrived to create this 'ticking clock', the director and the writer, Richard Wenk, have established the rules of this universe in enough detail to make it credible. You might wonder why the Grand Jury would wait until the last minute to hear testimony from this witness, but they have and we go along for the ride. This 'ticking clock' also establishes the parameters of the film's universe. Jack has a deadline and if he doesn't meet it, everything he just went through is meaningless. He has to meet it. As he meets the various obstacles set in his path, it quickly becomes apparent the film will attempt to follow the journey in real time. We watch every moment of the journey, from start to finish, more or less in real time. This helps to ratchet the suspense level up a few notches. Along the way, Jack and Eddie run into a series of obstacles, keeping them from their final destination. About twenty minutes into the film, after a potential ambush, Jack hides Eddie in a friendly bar, waiting for back-up to arrive. Eddie (Def) is a talker and he quickly annoys Jack (and us, but more on that later). When the back-up arrives, in the form of Jack's former partner Frank (David Morse) and a collection of other cops, Jack soon begins to put things together. When another cop shows up and Eddie immediately stops talking, Jack realizes he is in trouble. We see the thoughts clicking into place, everything adding up, in Jack's mind as he puts it together. The moment when Eddie stops talking is an effective trigger. As soon as Jack and Eddie meet, the witness has done nothing but talk and talk and talk. As soon as the cop enters, he becomes silent. Jack can tell something is wrong. As they progress closer and closer to the Grand Jury, the film becomes a series of staged sequences featuring the alcoholic cop and his witness against bad cops in a variety of locales along the way; a cramped apartment in Chinatown, a construction site in Manhattan, the cramped basements of a small neighborhood. Frankly, these become repetitive and reminders of better sequences in better films. You know that Jack and Eddie will get through these series of obstacles. If they didn't, the film would end. We watch as Frank and his colleagues close in on Jack and Eddie, only for the alcoholic detective and It won't fit. Please read the full review at thornhillatthemovies.com email this review to a friend
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