The Sentinel
![]() Rating: ***.5 (three point five out of five) Plot: Successful-enough actress overcomes super-depressing life event and decides to thrust her upturned chin straight into a new apartment in old-timey New York City. It is suspiciously cheap, but, hey, why ask questions? She’s got a lawyer boyfriend who isn’t *quite* as douchey as you’d expect him to be, but he appears wants nothing but the best for her. She has adventures in fashion modeling that bring out the best in future huge stars who were retrospectively surprised to all be in this movie together. Weird stuff starts happening in her oddly cheap new apartment. After some more very brave attempts at chin-upped-ness, boy goes off on his own to try to fix all the gf’s problems. It doesn’t end well for anyone. Review: God, I can’t tell you how much I love 70s/80s movies set in NYC! She (the city) is the Audrey Hepburn of her time – nothing is more engaging or lovable. Her (the city’s) existence is an automatic 1 point in my review schedule. The shock factor stuff was unpredictable enough to not really know what was coming next, and the ensemble cast made each new scene exciting. I mean, you had Ava Gardner, Christopher Walken, Jerry Orbach, Beverly D’Angelo, Tom Berenger, Jeff Goldblum… this movie was so overflowing with talent that freaking Richard Dryfus had an uncredited role as ‘man in background on sidewalk’. The plot was kinda Rosemary’s Baby meets The Exorcist, which certainly ain’t bad. Some of the effects fell a little flat, and some of the characters were a bit 2D… someone who isn’t a NYC-o-phile might not think the movie was very good, but I enjoyed those 2 hours. |
Notable scene: Beverly D’Angelo’s self love scene was enough to send my wife out of the room, though, I do love a good serial killer cat party… |
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