Blue In The Face Movie Review
Separated into segments with titles like "Brooklyn Attitude," Blue in the Face explores the Brooklyn mystique and the Brooklyn experience with video interviews and impromptu sketches. Everything "Brooklyn" is praised, from Ebbets Field and Jackie Robinson to Belgian Waffles and the sanctity of the local cigar store.
A lot of this is hilarious: Reed as the smoke shop employee/eyeglass frame inventor who's been thinking about leaving the city for 35 years; Jim Jarmusch as Bob, who is finally giving up his Lucky Strikes; Fox in an insanely comical turn as a spontaneous social analyst/psychologist; Mel Gorham as Violetta, Auggie's only partially stable girlfriend.
Holding the craziness together (sort of) is Auggie (Harvey Keitel) and the Brooklyn Cigar Co. where he works. When news that the store has been sold arrives, Auggie does his best to change the owner's (Victor Argo) mind, culminating in the appearance of the ghost of Jackie Robinson, who convinces him the store should stay open.
This is not your typical Hollywood fare. It's not typical anything. Clocking in at about 76 minutes, Blue in the Face clearly has the look and feel of a spontaneous collection of vignettes, some of which work, and some of which don't. It's worthwhile for the funny bits, and the film isn't long enough to make you lose interest when it drags. I suppose it did what it was supposed to do (that is, give everyone who wasn't in Smoke something to do for a few afternoons). You'll have to be the judge if that was a good idea or a bad one.