Plot
Upon discovering a den of corrupt policemen, a fresh-faced journalist makes a shaky allies in a jaded reporter and investigator for a powerful district attorney.
Release Year: 2005
Rating: 5.1/10 (9,250 voted)
Director:
David J. Burke
Stars: Morgan Freeman, Kevin Spacey, Justin Timberlake
Storyline Josh Pollack, a naive and ambitious reporter, is convinced the F.R.A.T., an elite force within the Edison Police Department, is corrupted. Working on a homicide case, he begins to unearth evidence which suggests that the entire justice system is willingly turning a blind eye to the abuses of the this force. When his life and that of his girlfriend are threatened from his research, he join forces with his editor, a once-famous reporter, and a renown private detective to bring down the F.R.A.T. and every one behind it.
Cast: Morgan Freeman
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Ashford
Kevin Spacey
-
Wallace
Justin Timberlake
-
Pollack
LL Cool J
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Deed
Dylan McDermott
-
Lazerov
John Heard
-
Tilman
Cary Elwes
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Reigert
Roselyn Sanchez
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Maria
Damien Dante Wayans
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Isiaha
Garfield Wilson
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Rook
Marco Sanchez
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Reyes
Darryl Quon
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Wu
Andrew Jackson
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Ives
Timothy Paul Perez
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Butler
(as Tim Paul Perez)
Piper Perabo
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Willow
Taglines:
In this city, only the cops are above the law.
Release Date: 11 November 2005
Filming Locations: Langley, British Columbia, Canada
Box Office Details
Budget: $25,150,000
(estimated)
Opening Weekend: RUR 3,120,181
(Russia)
(9 October 2005)
Gross: $4,143,414
(non-USA)
(28 October 2007)
Technical Specs
Runtime:|
Canada:
(Toronto International Film Festival)
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Argentina:
Did You Know?
Trivia:
When Sgt. Frances Lazerov is chasing one of the bank robbers in the beginning of the movie, he says "Come out, come out, wherever You are". Which is a line taken from the movie The Third Man - originally spoken by Harry Lime (Orson Welles).
Goofs:
Continuity:
In the first scene at Ashford's apartment Pollack exits into a hallway, onto an elevator (and goes down) while Ashford dances. In the second scene at the apartment Pollack is pushed out of the door onto a rainy sidewalk.
I don't remember the last time I reacted to a performance as
emotionally as I did to Justin Timberlake's in "Edison." I got so
emotional I wanted to scream in anguish, destroy the screen, readily
accept the hopeless cries of nihilism. Timberlake is horribly miscast;
in fact, casting him is like casting Andy Dick to play the lead role in
"Patton," or Nathan Lane to play Jesus. But that is almost beside the
point.
Timberlake is simply a bad actor and he would be equally terrible in
any role. I used to have problems with Ben Affleck's acting talent, but
Timberlake makes Affleck look like Sir Ian McKellen or Dame Judi Dench.
With his metrosexual lisp (read lithp), his boyish glances and
emotional expressions which derive from something like "The 25 Cliché
Expressions for Actors," he poisons the screen upon which he is
inflicted mercilessly, and no matter how you slice it, I do not and
will not buy his role as an amateur-turned-crusader-for-justice
journalist. It simply will not fly.
However, Timberlake alone isn't to blame for his failure. Director
David J. Burke puts him not only in the (essentially) primary role, but
also places him aside Morgan Freeman, Kevin Spacey, John Heard, Dylan
McDermott, Cary Elwes and (I'm surprised he was as good) LL Cool J. I
can imagine one almost physically suffering watching some of this cast
interact with Timberlake.
There is an upside to this of course: the moment any of these actors
interact without Justin there it feels like a double relief. A
pleasure, if you will. Freeman and Spacey may not have more than 10
minutes of screen time alone together, but that ten minutes is blissful
in contrast to their scenes with our so-called hero. Dylan McDermott is
also a breath of fresh air.
But enough of Timberlake bashing - words aren't enough in this
particular case to do the trick. "Edison" is a very, very
run-of-the-mill corruption story. It's plot ranges from cliché to
simply preposterous. I do, however, admire the motivation behind making
it, which I interpret as an homage to films like "Serpico," or "Donnie
Brasco," or maybe even "Chinatown." Don't get me wrong - "Edison" is
not even in the same ballpark as these films, but I can stretch my
suspension of disbelief to admire its reason for existence, perhaps to
justify my sitting through it.
The script, in and of itself, features some surprisingly bad writing.
Yes, it has some decent interchanges, but any conversation between
Piper Perabo (who is wasted here) and Timberlake seems like it was
lifted straight out of a Dawson's Creek episode. It's your typical
far-too-glib-for-reality,
let's-impress-the-audience-with-how-well-we-articulate (and fail)
dialogue. This dialogue, mind you, is punctuated by great music at the
wrong moments - sometimes it feels like "Edison" wants to morph into a
music video, where the emotion of the scene is not communicated through
acting, but precisely through the badly chosen music and variant film
speeds (read slow-motion).
Thinking about it, "Edison" is a curiosity. It's sure as hell got a
cast to kill for but the performances are marred by Timberlake who
simply doesn't work. In film as in most art, if one thing is off, the
whole thing feels off. Directors must make tough choices. David J.
Burke missed the mark here. Some of the scenes play well in and of
themselves, but as a whole, they don't seem to fit like puzzle pieces
from different puzzles forced into one incoherent picture. And it's not
particularly an exciting puzzle to begin with.
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