Martin Blank is a professional assassin. He is sent on a mission to a small Detroit suburb, Grosse Pointe, and, by coincidence, his ten-year high school reunion party is taking place there at the same time.
A corporation hires a professional assassin to pose as its trade show representative who must organize the wedding of a Middle Eastern pop star, which will allow him the opportunity to kill a Middle Eastern politician.
Martin Blank is a freelance hitman who starts to develop a conscience, which causes him to muff a couple of routine assignments. On the advice of his secretary and his psychiatrist, he attends his 10th year High School reunion in Grosse Pointe, Michigan (a Detroit suburb where he's also contracted to kill someone). Hot on his tail are a couple of over-enthusiastic federal agents, another assassin who wants to kill him, and Grocer, an assassin who wants him to join an "Assassin's Union."Written by
John Cusack and Jeremy Piven were high school friends much like the movie's story line. See more »
While Martin and Debbie are dancing, Arlene Joseph is on the dance floor by the stage. When Felix La PuBelle comes in to claim Sidney Feldman's nametag, Arlene is manning the check-in table. Cut immediately to the next shot, Arlene is back on the dance floor by the stage. See more »
[Looks at a thick red dossier about his next target]
You're a handsome devil. What's your name?
Dumb fucking luck!
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Grosse Pointe Blank is a whirlwind of a film--no chance the viewer will be bored. But it is quite unsettling in its underlying message, which can be summed up as:
¨Everything is nothing, and nothing is everything.¨ The female protagonist is pathetic, and the depiction of her veers toward a more general misogyny. No matter how horrific the truth is, there is a woman desperate enough to accept it, having once been jilted by a lover who shows up ten years later?
The main theme of this film is just kind of horrible, morally speaking. But it is so kaleidoscopically multigeneric--or, rather, intergeneric--that one can easily ignore any questions of meaning, spending one´s time instead on the multifarious elements of action, noir, romantic comedy, nostalgic comedy, human interest story, etc. Put simply, Grosse Pointe Blank is a big fat garbage pizza of a film. That said, I do own that it is thought-provoking. I imagine that most people who rave about this creation don´t spend much time thinking about its many disturbing implications.
The accompanying music is a walk down memory lane for anyone who was listening to pop music in the 1980s. Not sure whether anyone else will appreciate the score.
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