I am fine when a film doesn't pontificate on its themes and subjects, esp. in a world as rich as this one. But when you feature a scene as nasty as one here without justification, that could have been layered into the film through an earlier sleazy voyeurism, it feels lazy. That aside, it's an engulfing world, better just existing than paying off its noir homage with neat conspiracies. 2.5
Although surprisingly breezy for such a lengthy film, and strangely never feeling like it outstays its welcome, Strange Days is weighed down by some occasionally dreadful dialogue and uneven performances. The central theme is fascinatingly employed, however, and there are two or three remarkable action scenes here before the disappointingly limp ending. As is usual with Kathryn Bigelow, it's good but not great.