The Brits love their gangster movies, especially when they're about, er, Brits. Here we have a tale of twin brothers in the 1930s who, thanks to early traumas, ended up turning from upstanding youths into die-hard racketeers. This is their story (from childhood to incarceration), dutifully (and rather artlessly) chronicled on film. Not much to see here, move along.
Tragically underrated, the character of John Wilson remains one of Clint Eastwood's greatest roles, standing next to Dirty Harry in memorability. A (very) thinly-veiled biography of director John Huston, during the preproduction of arguably his greatest film, The African Queen, Eastwood burns as the angry, embittered director who sees everything as a challenge to overcome, from killing an elephant to surviving a plane crash. His clashes with his writer (Fahey - his best role ever) and producer (Dzundza - ditto, I'd say) are epic and awesomely staged. While the film pulls its punches by masking the identities of its players behind aliases (the faux Katherine Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart stick out ridiculously), this is a film that is not to be missed, especially by movie buffs.