PRIDE AND GLORY (Gavin O'Connor). 125 minutes. Opens Friday (October 24). For venues and times, see Movies Rating: NNN
Based on its title, you'd be forgiven if you thought Pride And Glory was a sports movie. Even the first scene does nothing to dispel this misconception as it opens on a football field mid-game.
Turns out the game, a hard-knocks affair between rival police squads, is soon interrupted by an emergency downtown. For the next hour or so, Pride And Glory is a taut, engrossing 70s-style procedural about departmental corruption. You can really see the hand of co-scripter Joe Carnahan (Narc) at work.
Ed Norton does a subtle, tension-filled turn as the detective forced to investigate the murder of four fellow officers under his brother's command. Colin Farrell, as Norton's brother-in-law in blue, is never better than when he's playing a hand grenade with the pin pulled. Waiting for him to go off is one of the film's great pleasures.
But it's Noah Emmerich as a go-along-to-get-along police commander who comes through strongest even as he plays a person of weak moral fibre.
Unfortunately, all that good work goes off the rails with a conclusion that would give Frank Serpico fits of laughter, no matter how hard the actors work to sell it.
And I still have no idea what the title refers to.