Originally posted by John DeSando
I still believe the heart in the head is a metaphor for lives thrown away and refound
At least we can now agree there's no "kitchen sink" realism going on here.
Dirty Pretty Things is entertaining, contains an admirable performance by a relative newcomer and makes a stab at social commentary. I sense in all the straining to excuse glaring flaws a hunger for the type of exciting but intelligent, socially responsible thriller that's too rare nowadays. Something like The Third Man or Chinatown.