White would rather smack a hood around, use his muscle rather than his limited intellect. The murders are tagged to the usual suspects and written off. But for reasons of their own, these three detectives decide to do a little extra gumshoeing and dig up a whole new pot of dust along the way. And definitely no peeing. This warning is the mark of any film noir worth its salt.
Plot is to film noir like rollercoaster is to amusement park.
Now, folks, you're ready for the Coney Island Cyclone. Academy voters, shine up your little gold men, 'cause the cast of L.A. Confidential is putting in shelf space. The sneaky ones, though, are the Wonders from Down Under, Crowe and Pearce. Crowe has been on the bus to the big race before, but with The Quick and the Dead and Virtuosity being his only star turns, he's never gotten to dress out with the rest of the team. Pearce you may remember from his trip down the dragstrip in Priscilla, Queen of the Desert .