Ever hear the junkie saying that even corruption won't make money if the government
ran it? But doing a double flip on that line, we see the LAPD's narcotic's dept.
throw up a few prime candidates who seem to have their own inner circle of drugs
and dirty money going on, all the while posing to be cops.
How bad is bad, how far would you go to cross the line between duty and greed? And why ain't you helping yourself to that wad of cash? That's the flick, fellas...Training Day follows badass cop Alonzo Harris (Denzel Washington) as he snaps, snarls and snipes at his rookie, cop-under-training Jake Hoyt (Ethan Hawke).
Reality takes a big bite off Ethan Hawke as he's been let off the leash a bit and allowed to wander anywhere close to a star let alone a Denzel Washington. Polite, married and a pop of a 9-month babe, Jake finds himself in the front seat with Alonzo as he tries out for the latter's 'narcotics' unit.
But Training Day for Jake doesn't exactly get off to a coffee and donut start, as he finds himself intimidated by his boss. "A narcotics officer must have narcotics in his blood," snarls Alonzo as he hands Jake a PCP-laced smoke and tells him to do crack at gunpoint. Snifffffff and WHOOOOOSH... there goes his cerebellum out of the window.
Stoned and with his brain turned to rubble, he turns out to be a .22 intellect in a .357 magnum world of drug busts, beat-outs, big guns, shootouts and cop-out sessions, as he rides along with boss Alonzo. Staying high in his own 'hood, Alonzo manages a life unthreatened and unintimidated by the others as he rifles through people's houses and belongings, and makes off with their cash and stuff (holding out a pamphlet as a search warrant all the while). Jake tags along, cutting a sorry figure as he finds himself hopelessly out of place in a circle that seems to have corrupt cops crawling out of the woodwork.
The flick moves along, jumping from frame to frame and amazing us with how far Alonzo stretches the line with alarming ease. The role that fetched Denzel Washington his Oscar leaves you thoroughly zapped at his effortless performance as he careens between seemingly psychotic to crystal clear glib all in a split second. Washington, with his medallions and heavy jewelry (some of them look Olympic medals), looms larger than life and oozes menace as Ethan Hawke fades respectfully to the background looking as though he was suffering from a case of spontaneous combustion.
Once upon a time Medusa head Macy Gray makes a fab cameo as she plays a shrieky Junkie Mom with twisted finga-nails (ghetto style). Doggy Dogg gets to work his hands a bit as he wheels around in wheelchair trying hard not to get his ass busted.
On the whole, Training Day is an okay flick, good to check out the air-conditioning
in the halls. It is a tad too long, though. I almost woke up and reached out for
my jammies and brush. The abso fab star of the show is DW, and you need to gape
at the stuff that made the little statuette choose to turn up in his glass case.