This movie was so goddamn haunting and heavy to watch. It’s a great noir film with supernatural elements where Mickey Rourke is a 1950s private detective named Harry Angel hired by a mysterious man named Louis Cypher (Robert DeNiro) to find a musician named Johnny Favorite, who owes a debt to him. It sends him on this twisted journey into New Orleans, into the world of voodoo, and unexplained murders of everyone that Angel questions.
I had gone into this only knowing of Lisa Bonet’s role and a controversial sex scene between her and Rourke that was pretty nuts to watch, but the whole eerie, haunting vibe to the film got under my skin. Even though I figured out what was really up about midway through the film, that only made me dread the horror even more, and the ending was just bleak as hell. It’s a great film, and an underappreciated performance by Robert DeNiro, who plays his role with such quiet calm with an intimidating backstory.
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