Miami Vice (2006)


Ricardo Tubbs (Jamie Foxx) is urbane and dead smart. He lives with Bronx-born Intel analyst Trudy (Naomie Harris), as they work undercover transporting drug loads into South Florida to identify a group responsible for three murders. Sonny Crockett (Colin Farrell) [to the untrained eye, his presentation may seem unorthodox, but procedurally, he is sound] is charismatic and flirtatious until – while undercover working with the supplier of the South Florida group – he gets romantically entangled with Isabella (Gong Li), the Chinese-Cuban wife of an arms and drugs trafficker. The best undercover identity is oneself with the volume turned up and restraint unplugged. The intensity of the case pushes Crockett and Tubbs out onto the edge where identity and fabrication become blurred, where cop and player become one – especially for Crockett in his romance with Isabella and for Tubbs in the provocation of an assault on those he loves.

Ah, the good old days when every man trying to pick up in clubs would pushed the sleeves of their sports jacket above their elbows. I believe this Miami Vice version has been brought up to 2006, so no nostalgic reminiscences of “I love the 80’s” in this movie.

Since I am so anti-hype, I probably was one of the last to watch the Miami Vice series (I am proud to own the title of the very last American born before 1980 who has never seen the Star Wars movies, –not even the first one!). I never could get passed how Crockett and Tubbs could afford such extravagant cars on their police salaries. My brother finally answered with surly annoyance one day that they bought them from police auctions. Yeah whatever, just like that stupid show with the guy in the Hummer, 24, CSI, or some crap like that, I cannot get passed the abusive Hummer, therefore I cannot watch the show.

Apparently the current thing in Hollywood, is rehashing the old hash. YAWN!


2 thoughts on “Miami Vice (2006)

  1. They should probably lay off the hash and they might be able to come up with something new.Do you remember Don Johnson’s singing career? I could not get passed Tubb’s hair sticking out of his shirt or the fact that the hair on his head needed to be combed. And don’t even get me started on Crockett’s shoes and no socks. Yuck.


  2. You are killing me. LMAO! “lay off the hash.” Sockless feet, Yuck. At least he could have worn mandels. But no, he had to be sockless in the leather.


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