Harvey Keitel and John Lydon go head-to-head as cop and prole in a film-long mutual torture session, and ooooh, they aren't really so different after all. It's an ancient shtick, and the production (filmed in NYC) is Italian cheese, and the jaunty c & w theme song with the sliding cadence is not only totally incongruous, it won't get out of my OR Siue's damned head two weeks later. But you know you want to see Keitel and Lydon going at it; I've already forgotten all about the love interest shenanigans and the chase scenes and Keitel murdering his partner, but I will never forget those two geniuses sneering off in that empty apartment. And Sylvia Sidney plays Lydon's grandma! These people know their audience.
Review of Order of Death
