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Jan 23, 2024 · The film adaptation of “L.A. Confidential,” directed by Curtis Hanson, successfully captures the essence of Ellroy’s novel. Released in 1997, the movie received critical acclaim and was nominated for nine Academy Awards, including Best Picture. The film expertly portrays the gritty atmosphere of 1950s Los Angeles, while staying true to ...
Sep 4, 2008 · "L.A. Confidential" finished at No. 1 in a list of films shot in the last 25 years about Los Angeles culture. In a poll conducted by the Los Angeles Times, Curtis Hanson's 1997 drama topped P.T. Anderson's "Boogie Nights" and Quentin Tarantino's "Jackie Brown."
Chicago Film Critics Association Awards. 1998 Winner CFCA Award. Best Picture. 1998 Winner CFCA Award. Best Director. Curtis Hanson. 1998 Winner CFCA Award. Best Screenplay. Brian Helgeland.
L.A. Confidențial este un film neo-noir din 1997 bazat pe romanul lui James Ellroy cu același nume din anul 1990, a treia serie din trilogia L.A. Quartet. Și cartea și filmul spun povestea unui grup de ofițeri ai Departamentului de Poliție din Los Angeles din anul 1953 și intersecția dintre polițiștii corupți și celebritățile de ...
Three detectives in the corrupt and brutal L.A. police force of the 1950s use differing methods to uncover a conspiracy behind the shotgun slayings of the patrons at an all-night diner. L.A. Confidential (1997) directed by Curtis Hanson • Reviews, film + cast • Letterboxd
L.A. Confidential is a 1997 American crime film directed, produced and co-written by Curtis Hanson. The screenplay by Hanson and Brian Helgeland is based on James Ellroy's 1990 novel of the same name, the third book in his L.A. Quartet series. The film tells the story of a group of LAPD officers in 1953, and the intersection of police corruption and Hollywood celebrity. The title refers to the 1950s scandal magazine Confidential, portrayed in the film as Hush-Hush. At the time, actors Guy Pearce
Sep 19, 1997 · Confidential was a key magazine of the 1950s, a monthly that sold millions of copies with its seamy exposes of celebrity drugs and sex. I found it on my dad's night table and read it breathlessly, the stories of reefer parties, multiple divorces, wife-swapping and "leading men'' who liked to wear frilly undergarments. The magazine sank in a sea of lawsuits, but it created a genre; the trash tabloids are its direct descendants.
