Tapping into 'first as tragedy, then as farce', it's unfortunate that this revisits the ending of Polanski's best film with (perhaps) unintended consequence. An unnecessary death with inept agencies mostly to blame, it is effective at rewriting the film we have seen as a different character's demise. Contrary to the Neeson films, Ford always feels out of his depth, a straight man in strange circumstance, which works.
Mediocre script which started out quite promisingly, before eventually venturing into an over-contrived mess trying too hard to find a broader public, I'm afraid. Very much of its original suspense was lost trying to sew it to an unnecessarily wide topics and finally unfold in such a banal matter. It is still, constantly intriguing thing to watch.
Watching Polanski movies can be a bit of an ethical dilemma, especially when you're one of those people for whom that matters. In many cases I'd really rather not know, so I can enjoy the films. I can't watch Woody Allen movies for the same reason. Yes, I've heard the argument that if I knew what all the Hollywood people were like I'd never watch a movie. That's why I don't want to know.
Director Roman Polanski updates the Hitchcock 'wrong man' thriller (or, in this case, 'wrong suitcase') as a parable about infidelity. Harrison Ford's character descends Orpheus-like into the dark underbelly of Paris - not a side of the city the tourist office would want you to see - to reclaim his love, though it's clear he won't walk away from the experience unscathed. "Frantic" is an underrated gem of its decade.
Harrison Ford does his best John Cleese impression bumbling around Paris in the 80s. It's fantastic to see this curmudgeon of an actor deliver some truly hilarious lines (unintentionally I'm sure) with such ferocious intent that their impact is like a fart in a church. Israelis, Arabs, meufs, mismatched wives, a non-plus diplomatic core & a ridiculous nuclear device are all thrown into the pot. Rename this Farcical
Criterion needs to release this. They've already done wonders for other Polanski films. I own the DVD of this movie and the picture quality is so bad, it may as well be a VHS tape. This is an underrated gem, with Polanski channeling Hitchock and a terrific cast.