For me watching Leaving Las Vegas was like having a good friend die on my birthday. It's also paradoxical that simultaneously the experience is remarkable enough to leave you bereft of all inner anger and frustration as if you had slept a good night's sleep, woke up refreshed and the first thought that went through your mind was that of how there's still some people on this earth which give our planet a good name. Las Vegas maybe the Sodom and Gemorrah of our days but what is of grave importance here is to realize that there is a multi-layered working class in the city which includes cops, pimps, bookies prostitutes and so on. And what the prostitutes have to go through every night is beyond the understanding of any regular member of any middle-class family across the States. While watching those college degenerates rape Sera I felt like diving into the television set and reemerging in the movie, even though I understood very well that what was happening before my eyes wasn't real. I guess my urge to help was due to the fact that the film was shot so realistically, as is the case with 95 percent of Hollywood cinema.
Review of Leaving Las Vegas
