As we approach next year's start of principle photography for the
highly anticipated fourth Indiana Jones romp, some fans have expressed
their concerns about the sixty-two year old Harrison Ford being able
to pull off the role. But Nicholas Meyer's tinkered with the concept
of age as a 51-year-old William Shatner played Kirk in The Wrath of
Khan; so perhaps Spielberg may have some age-related fun at Indy's
expense, too? I wouldn't be at all surprised to find Indy paraphrasing
his famous quip from Raiders of the Lost Ark, “It's not the
mileage, honey, it's the years.” And before Ford could approve the new
Indiana Jones script, he seems to have taken the initiative, mocking
his age by partnering with a detective young enough to be his son in
the dramedy entitled Hollywood Homicide.
Harrison Ford plays Joe Gavilan, an experienced and resourceful
Detective Sergeant in Hollywood's homicide division. With alimony
flowing to several ex-wives and children to support, he can't seem to
get out from under his growing debts. Years ago, to supplement his
income, he obtained a real estate broker's license, opened his own
one-man agency, bought an inexpensive fixer-upper, did the work
himself, and has been trading up ever since. He's now stuck with an
expensive white elephant that just doesn't seem to
move. Gavilan's new partner of only several months
is Detective K.C. Calden (Josh Hartnett). Calden is a less than
enthusiastic cop; he may be on the force because his dad had been on
the force (and had been killed on the job years before). His real
ambition is to become an actor. While he's working toward that goal,
he teaches Yoga to lovely young women who are frequently delighted to
enjoy private sessions of Tantric Sex. It's Gavilan's and Calden's
sidelines that provide much of the humor. As director and co-
screenwriter Ron Shelton points out in his commentary, this is a film
about selling a house and becoming an actor, not a film about solving
a murder. Not that there isn't some serious killing...
The film opens in a hip-hop club at Hollywood and Vine. Two
assassins with automatic weapons open fire on a performing group,
wiping them out. Gavilan and Calden are assigned the case and they
work their way through a credible plot to uncover the guilty parties.
Their job is made that much more difficult when they become targets of
an investigation by Internal Affairs Lieutenant Bennie Macko (Bruce
Greenwood). It seems that Gavilan has been consulting with Cleo Ricard
(Lolita Davidovich) - a Hollywood Madam surrogate and an unregistered
informant - and his relationship with prostitutes is the initial
justification for the investigation. 
Unknown to
Macko, Gavilan's social life is actually doing rather well. He's
seeing an attractive radio psychic named Ruby (Lena Olin), whose
unique talents will help solve the crime. That a psychic plays into
the solution is merely an indication of the lighthearted nature of the
flick. The filmmakers even transform the film cliche of the big car
chase. As Gavilan and Calden hurtle through busy California streets in
hot pursuit of the bad guys, Gavilan is constantly on the phone with a
buyer for a six million dollar home being sold by film director Jerry
Duran (Martin Landau). Very droll.
Director Ron
Shelton, who co-wrote the screenplay with ex-homicide detective and
ex-real estate agent Robert Souza, maintains a delicate balance
between gentle humor and violence. (The story is based on Souza's
experiences.) Several clever cameos are included: Lou Diamond Phillips
plays a cop in drag as an undercover hooker named Wanda; Gladys Knight
is seen in her first film role as Olivia Robidoux, the mother of a
material witness; Eric Idle flashes by as a Hollywood filmmaker
arrested for soliciting; Frank Sinatra Jr. is briefly onscreen as
attorney Marty Wheeler; and Robert Wagner is in the wrong place at the
wrong time, playing himself at Grauman's Chinese Theatre, about to
have his hands immortalized in cement.
Ford is
quite laid back here, offering what may be his best comic performance.
He does manage to perform most of his own stunts and is involved in a
climatic chase and fight. I must comment that when he has to run, Ford
appears uncomfortable. It's been widely reported that during the
making of this film he had a groin injury suffered during a car stunt
gone wrong and we might be seeing some lingering effects. Regardless,
I'll put my money on Ford to pull off one more Indy film (but I really
don't want to see how Indy was reduced to the battered and scarred old
man depicted in the Young Indiana Jones Series).
Video: How Does The Disc Look? 
The film's theatrical
aspect ratio of 2.40:1 is presented in anamorphic video. This is a
very fine transfer from Columbia Tristar Home Entertainment. Edge
halos are highly suppressed, leaving us with great small object detail
and superior fine textures. Flesh tones are spot-on, indicating
accurate color balance. Chroma noise and smearing are both absent.
Shadow detail is excellent. The film is free of defects and grain is
all but completely suppressed. I didn't notice any mosquito noise or
blocking artifacts. I'm most appreciative of Columbia Tristar's
efforts to minimize halos, for without them we're left with a very
film-like presentation.
A second transfer is
available on a second layer. This full screen presentation is
accessible from a menu page. Since this film was shot with an
anamorphic process rather than an open matte process, the full screen
transfer appears to be pan and scan.
Audio: How Does The
Disc Sound? 
The Dolby Digital 5.1 track is excellent.
Exceptionally deep bass is present - apparent in both musical source
elements and explosive sound effects - requiring an exceptional
subwoofer to do it justice. Gunfire has a satisfying, visceral feel,
unaffected by annoying compression. Like Gavilan, I just don't get rap
or hip-hop, and there are far more such tracks mixed into the score
than I found necessary. (I was also a little disturbed by the
filmmakers' association of that style of music with violence and
crime.) Alex Wurman's original music, a fusion of jazz and orchestral,
comes through loud and clear, with pleasing fidelity that lacks the
artificial processing of the source tracks. Surround effects are
frequent and effective, but the emphasis is on non-directional cues,
so disable EX decoding to avoid a center surround sound field
collapse. Despite the busy soundtrack, the dialog remains distortion-
free and intelligible throughout.
The alternative
language track is in French Dolby Surround 2.0. Subtitles are provided
in French and English, for which Closed Captions are also
included.
Supplements: What Goodies Are There?

Director Ron Shelton may be heard in a scene-specific, feature-
length commentary. He quietly describes the shoot, discussing
his approach and the challenges of some of the locations. He touches
on his cast members and talks about Ford doing most of his own stunts.
Hartnett, responding to an unspoken challenge, followed suit. Too
often Shelton becomes involved in the plot or characters and offer
comments that are neither insightful nor illuminating. If I had to
characterize his monolog, I'd have to say that it is merely
average.
Selected Filmographies are provided for Ron
Shelton, Robert Souza, Harrison Ford, and Josh Harnett.
Trailers, in an unpredictable mix of anamorphic, full screen,
and non-anamorphic widescreen, are included for Hollywood
Homicide, Air Force One, Charlie's Angels: Full
Throttle, The Devil's Own, Radio, and The
Missing (an interesting looking upcoming flick from Ron Howard).
The 116-minute feature is organized into twenty-eight chapters.
DVD-ROM Exclusives: What do you get when you pop the disc in
your PC?
No ROM extras have been included.
Parting Thoughts
This $75 million production earned
back less than half of its cost at the box office. I think it should
have reached a wider audience. I enjoyed the humor, the subtle
silliness, and the self-mockery. Not to be taken too seriously, this
film should be considered a guilty pleasure.