*In 1996, Theresa Russell starred in a picture called Public Enemies, a
mob saga glorifying Ma Barker’s reign of terror as the matriarch of a crew
of bank robbers comprised of her own sons. So, it’s hard to fathom why
director Michael Mann would now opt to resurrect the same name for a
similarly-themed film also glamorizing the exploits of a Thirties crime
boss, i.e., John Herbert Dillinger (1903-1934). But that recycled title is
the least of the problems of this derivative head-scratcher. Its biggest
flaw rests with its failure to engage the audience emotionally in either
Dillinger’s (Johnny Depp) bloody crime spree or his wooing of a gullible
hat-check girl (Marion Cotillard). For in lieu of character development,
Mann has ostensibly opted to focus on crafting a grisly splatter flick
featuring more Tommy Gun muzzle flashes per minute than we’ve witnessed
since such gangland-era classics as The Untouchables (1987) and Dillinger
(1973). While fairly faithfully following the latter’s plotline, Public
Enemies squanders the services of a couple of consummate thespians in
Johnny Depp and Christian Bale. With Bale playing legendary lawman Melvin
Purvis one would think that his dogged pursuit of Depp as Dellinger would
make for some really riveting movie magic. Think again. The chase in this
case is about as compelling as any nondescript action sequence you can
find by accident while channel surfing with a TV remote. Equally-wasted is
the rest of a stellar, A-list cast, starting with Oscar-winner Marion
Cotillard (for La Vie en Rose) who unsuccessfully tests out a variety of
unrecognizable accents as Dillinger’s devoted gun moll, Billie Frenchette.
Then we have Billy Crudup who fails to do J. Edgar Hoover justice in an
uncharismatic interpretation of the feared FBI founder, and Stephen Graham
who comes off as a cartoonish clown impersonating trigger-happy Baby Face
Nelson. And why was an accomplished actress like Leelee Sobieski signed on
as an extra? Simply to look pretty strolling briefly down the street on
the arm of the ill-fated protagonist? The same must be asked about rising
star Channing Tatum, who makes a blink-and-you-missed-it cameo as Pretty
Boy Floyd. Ditto for Giovanni Ribisi, Stephen Dorff and a host of other
gifted character actors. The list of disappointing performances is
endless. Accentuating the positive for a moment, what Public Enemies does
have to offer is an old-fashioned shoot ‘em up for filmgoers who enjoy
that sort of mindless mayhem. More cerebral cineastes might find
themselves offended by the way in which the production goes out of its way
to paint Dillinger as an easy to root for folk hero with a code of honor
and a lover that he remained faithful to. This, unfortunately,
conveniently flies in the face of common sense. Truth be told, in real
life he was a worthless cop killer and a womanizer who had abandoned his
wife for a bunch of floozies. Funny how Hollywood portraits of him have
become increasingly empathetic over the years since 1945 when he was
originally introduced as a cold-blooded murderer. Hyper-romanticized
revisionist history reflecting America’s ongoing love affair with
gangsters. Fair (1.5 stars) Rated R for profanity and gangland-style
slayings. Running time: 140 minutes Studio: Universal Pictures To see a
trailer for Public Enemies, visit:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GJUIeYb28Vk