Urban Crime Movie #13
Synopsis: It’s
essentially a better version of Blood In, Blood Out with the scary-looking guy from Miami Vice.
Blurb From the VHS
Jacket: “In prison they are the law. On the streets they are the power.”
What Did I Learn?:
1) Guys, if your first sexual encounter
with a woman ends with her in tears because you tried to anally penetrate her,
maybe you’ve spent far too many years in the slammer. 2) Edward James Olmos has
perfected the art of speaking softly while giving fellow actors a menacing
death-stare.
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Really?: 1) Wow...take
a drink every time a character says: “Orale!” or addresses somebody as “ese”. 2)
I can understand the Mexican Mafia raping and humiliating Scagnelli’s
imprisoned son, in order to teach the old gangster a lesson, but why is it necessary
to kill the young man? As long as he’s in the Big House, he’s a bargaining
chip. Killing him is incredibly dumb. 3) So, are Caucasians and Koreans
eligible to join Hispanic street gangs, let alone rise to the very top of the
organization? I can understand JD murdering Santana on the understanding that
power corrupts, but I would imagine that as the gang’s only(?) white member who
was accepted on Santana’s say-so, that seems awfully ungrateful and dangerous.
Rating: Much like Blood In, Blood Out, American Me
looks at the early history of the Mexican Mafia, but it’s a superior film, in
part thanks to a fine performance by Olmos (as J.D, William Forsythe once again
proves he can pretty much step into any role), and a South Central-style prison
redemption story. American Me is at its best when it focuses on Santana’s
leadership of the Mexican Mafia behind bars, but it tends to drag when the
action shifts to his life on the outside, and his ill-fated romance with a
local woman. 8/10 stars.
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