Leaving Las Vegas [Blu-ray] Reviews

Watching someone commit slow suicide on screen before your eyes can be cathartic or excruciating. In the case of Mike Figgis’ Leaving Las Vegas, it’s a little bit of both. It’s one long, slow, torturous walk toward oblivion, and while watching it, one isn’t always sure the journey has been fully worth the price to the psyche. It’s beautifully acted and unblinkingly harsh, but motivations are sometimes as hazy as the poor protagonist’s pickled brain, and the ultimate tragedy of it all is never quite as monumental as it might like us to feel. 

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