SYNOPSICS
Dead & Nowhere (2008) is a English movie. Russ Barnes has directed this movie. Pat Asanti,Leah Ann Cevoli,Angelo Di Mascio Jr.,Cathy Giannone are the starring of this movie. It was released in 2008. Dead & Nowhere (2008) is considered one of the best Crime,Thriller movie in India and around the world.
Homicide cop Ray Maldonado has found a third dead hooker in as many days. The realization that he's got a serial killer on his hands hits him. Wanting to stop the string of murders, Maldonado turns to the obvious suspect: Street preacher Jimmy Christmas. Searching for redemption from his past life of crime, Christmas wants the hookers he protects off the streets. But his prayers aren't enough. To hide the darkness of his past. Protect his girls. Fend off the anger of mysterious pimp Anthony and Anthony's lawyer Phillip. Jimmy knows. There will be Hell to pay if he cannot stop the disappearances of Anthony's money-making machines. It could mean his life. Caught in an impossible love with Jimmy, Violet, Anthony's favorite girl, refuses to stop walking the streets unless its on her terms. That means stealing for herself the money Jimmy collects from the other girls. But... Someone has his eyes on Violet. That someone wants Violet dead to satisfy the voices in his head.
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The longest 85-minute movie ever
This movie is terrible. The opening scene has a hooker getting killed. And then we get the cliché scene of a homeless guy finding the body - which is still in the killer's car. Hello, big clue - killer's car. But instead of talking about that, the cops who arrive on the scene talk about how they would have liked to have had sex with the hooker. One of the cops says the hooker was in the wrong place at the wrong time. What? It's the same place and the same time as always. I mean, she's a hooker. Hello? Anyway, our main character is a priest/cab driver who likes to preach to the hookers for an hour every night at a fast food joint. I thought the hookers were transvestites at first, so for a moment I was interested. But it turns out they're just ugly women. That scene outside the food joint is insanely long, but really every single scene in this film goes on much too long. We're introduced in that scene to Bob, some security guy outside a plant who wants the priest to ask the whores not to hook near the plant anymore because he might lose his job. What? Who cares? Anyway, the main cop character thinks it's the priest who is the killer, so he follows him around, and even enters his apartment without a warrant - and he uses his flashlight, even though the lamp is on right next to him. The cops for one scene decide to hide in a van near the hookers in case the killer comes. For some reason their surveillance cameras can only pick up the girls feet and legs. We have lots and lots of shots of their boots - apparently the director's fetish. And about a half hour in, we suddenly get narration by the main cop character for no reason - and again two other times, and again for no reason. Anyway, near the end, when we find out who the killer is, the killer actually says something about his Mommy once telling him he wasn't allowed to talk to any other women but her. Ugh. So it's the killer's Mommy's fault. Of course it is. Who cares? At first this movie is so bad that it's funny. I was laughing out loud for the first twenty minutes or so, but then it just drags and drags, and you just want every character to get killed so the bloody thing can be over. But this movie really has no other murders, at least not by the killer. And for a film with a lot of whores, we don't even get any gratuitous nudity, apart from that shot at the very beginning, and even that is through the car's windshield. I mean, hell, the filmmakers could have least given us that, since they weren't giving us anything else.
The Previous Reviewer Protests Too Much
Okay, I'm sorry you didn't like any of the girls, and on top of that, you didn't get to see any of them topless (this food is terrible- and the portions are so small!). Also, the women's boot fetish thing? I'm pretty sure that's not the case. This movie's nowhere near that bad. Granted, it's not deathless art, but as a genre exercise, it's perfectly serviceable. Artistically, we may have already seen the twilight of the serial killer movie, but commercially, they're still viable. Hollywood still churns them out, and so does the publishing industry. If you're tired of them, fine- I am, too. But kicking an indie filmmaker around the room for trying to crack the market with one is like hunting a cow with a bazooka.