Heat

“Aesthetically, for a movie that's been out for over 20 years, it feels shockingly modern yet nostalgic. Modern insofar as how naturalistic the way it is shot and blocked and lit. Modern heist movies (good and bad) have aped the color grading, the subjective nature of the camera, the narrative foils. (The obvious example is Christopher Nolan's The Dark Knight.) It set the gold standard for shootout scenes and how to portray a sense of realism. John Wick does not hold a candle to Heat. Andrew Garfield's Civil War and Warfare may come close. There is something borderline cliche about cis-gendered, hetero-normative men who love this movie. The downtown shootout has been talked to death; Look at all the videos on YouTube of former law enforcement and service men reacting to the scene. For everyone else, it reeks of machismo for those who fantasize about heroic violence all the while sitting in the the safety their couch, having never experienced it. Dudes love the final confrontation between Vincent and Neil as a subconscious longing for the "lonely bleedout spot", urban in this case instead of the usual quiet, reflective outdoors. Emotionally unavailable men see the two protagonists as mirrors of how they feel and how they are treated in society. Maybe there's a sad truth to that. There is a shared obsession with "chasing the juice" — a sense of purpose, a constant race of reaching your goal, doing what you want even if the price is loneliness. That said, like nostalgia, there is something we cannot get back; It is only a fleeting memory. The world lost a bit of character as streetlights were slowly replaced from traditional sodium-vapor lamps with LEDs. Look at the stark differences in LA: There is a warmth that is lost. Heat will never be able to be replicated as the city as it existed then, does not exist now. I liken the differences in the music and soundtrack of Heat and modern movies the same way Alan Menken's music differs between his work during the Disney Renaissance and post-Pixar acquisition. He may have returned for Tangled and all the live action remakes, but the soul isn't there. It's a pastiche of glory past and a reminder how our childhood is gone. Moby's electronica rendition of Joy Division's "New Dawn Fades" is nothing like the abrasive overuse of remixing old classic songs in trailers and Marvel movies. How iconic is his outro, "God Moving Over the Face of the Waters"? Has any other song been so associated with the ending in the modern era? We mourn the aesthetics in an age where everything is cookie-cutter and commodified. There will never be a movie like Heat again because that world is gone. We've sold it for conformity.”

“Every year I kick off summer with a rewatch of Heat (1995). Perfect perfect perfect movie.”

“wow.”

“tbh most underrated film of all time. an absolute banger from beginning to end. "Find someone who looks at you the way Michael Mann's camera looks at the city of LA or the way Pacino looks at De Niro in this movie." - @Hungcat's review on letterboxd”