Slow Burn

Rating: 10/10 (31 July 2019)

In this incredibly well written movie, Al Pacino plays a legendary LA homicide detective sent to Alaska to solve a murder that the locals are probably not properly trained to handle. Unbeknownst to the local police department in Alaska, Pacino is dealing with his own problems, problems that could in effect ruin everything he has ever worked for.
As the movie progresses, we are introduced to a character played by Robin Williams. Williams' character is highly intelligent and way beyond the intellectual level of the locals investigating the murder. To be honest, this is quite disappointing to Williams' character, as he wants someone to know just how brilliant he is. Pacino provides WIlliams with that one intellectual equal that will be impressed with the fellow genius. However, Pacino's character is dealing with a life spiraling down the toilet and is far from impressed with the regaling of how somebody murdered a teenager. In one of the greatest pieces of dialog ever, Pacino (Dormer), confronts Williams (Finch) with the following, as FInch eagerly awaits some sort of accolades:
"You don't get it do you, Finch? You're my job. You're what I'm paid to do. You're about as mysterious to me as a blocked toilet is to a fucking plumber. Reasons for doing what you did? Who gives a fuck?"
After this, we see that both men are far from popular with the other and neither has much of a future.
Strongly recommend the film. It is not a sunny film, even though the sun never sets in the Alaskan town where the event take place. This is an ugly film, filled with abusive boyfriends, misogynist deputies, and insecure police officers. But in the end, we are left with some ray of hope for redemption.