Blindside (1988)

Good movie but grossly overrated

A Masterpiece!

The best films of this genre always show a path and provide a takeaway for being a better person.

True to its essence, the characters remain on the same line and manage to entertain the viewer, each highlighting their own distinctive qualities or touches.

BLINDSIDE is a dull Canadian thriller that boasts a leading role for the typically great Harvey Keitel, who is the only decent thing about it. Keitel plays the proprietor of a sleazy hotel, one of those characters who comes with a great deal of baggage. Some ruthless mobsters ask him to spy on one of the clients, which he does, but he ends up overhearing a planned murder and is forced to act. Unfortunately, this film suffers from a confusing storyline where very little happens and various sides are working against one another. There's the occasional burst of sudden violence but it's mainly dark and dreary, lacking in the suspense needed to make it work.

Dear Harvey Keitel,I have always admired you for not selling out like De Niro and Pacino and acting in some films that are really out there - like Fingers and Order of Death. Unfortunately Blindside was not one of your best choices. The film did have some things going for it like the setting and story. You played a motel manager who spies on the guests. Then you're hired to watch some gangsters and stumble upon a murder plot. The director was aiming for a paranoiac surveillance thriller that was like an over the top 80s version of The Conversation. I liked looking at the nude Lolita Davidovich. She evoked sympathy as a bimbo strip dancer. The plot developments and ending were ridiculous. The 80s score was awful. The film could have used more dialogues or at least silences. Instead, the 80s soundtrack is shoved down our throats. You looked pretty uninterested. But you were quite impressive even when you phoned it in.Best Regards, Pimpin.(5/10)

I came to this site to gain some clarity regarding the ending, which was not only abrupt, but confusing. Thus far, no satisfaction in that regard. The movie wasn't bad at all. The lead loudmouth gangster was a bit unbelievable... over the top, and seemingly miscast for the part. Keitel is a fascinating actor, although there were long stretches where his character said little or nothing at all. Lori Hallier and a young 25 year old "Lolita David" (as she was billed in this movie) were easy on the eyes. I found it odd that his motel guests didn't come to the front desk to pay their rent... he would knock on their doors and collect. And, apparently, they didn't have to pay in advance. They could even be a few weeks behind, and he wouldn't boot them out. Strange. Dark, moody, slow-paced. If I could have made some sense out of the plot twists near the end, I might have given this 7 stars.

Harvey Keitel plays Penfield Gruber, once a prominent researcher in the field of surveillance science, who has lost his status as a result of his wife's messy suicide and is to be found as owner/manager of a run-down Toronto motel (he sports a goatee and smokes a pipe apparently to convince viewers of his past when fortune smiled). A narcotics dealer pays Penfield to surveil a business rival who resides in the motel and since Gruber routinely spies upon his clientele anyway, through access of the TV monitors, his new assignment does not require much creativity; however, in the course of his observing, he discovers that a murder is being planned to occur among his tenants, other than those purveying drugs. By capturing his findings on tape, Penfield is thrust into the middle of a savage gang war, all the while becoming romantically involved with the incipient homicide target, the film sagging into a patchwork of interrelated complications and betrayals. Director Paul Lynch places emphasis upon use of closeups, helpful in this case as the work is largely shot not only at night, but during very murky night at that, and watching Keitel in turn blankly studying his video recording of his wife's death by sleeping pill overdose, potentially voyeuristic as it may seem, is actually rather mild since Keitel's reading of his part is remarkably devoid of feeling, ostensibly due to his character's history of misfortune. Shelved for nearly two years, in all probability because its storyline is consistently unfocussed, the production does benefit from capable editing by Stephen Lawrence and interesting turns from Lori Hallier as Penfield's drastically targeted lover and Lolita Davidovich as a strip teaser with a heart of gold.