Streets Of Fire Review
May 30, 1984
If there's a market for a theatrical that performs like a full-length music
video, Streets Of Fire might ignite a trend. Assembled by the team that created
the hit 48 Hours, the film is a pulsing, throbbing orchestration careering
around the rescue of a kidnapped young singer. The decor is urban squalor. The
film, alternately, and sometimes simultaneously, suggests the rhythm and texture
of Blade Runner, Escape From New York and The Warriors (the latter also a
Soundtrack album is terrific. Movie has 10 original songs - by Stevie Nicks,
Jim Steinman, Ry Cooder (who scored), and the LA group The Blasters, among
others - and musically the movie is continually hot, with lyrics charting the
concerns of the narrative line, simplistic as it is.
Film also had undeniable texture, smoke, neon, rainy streets, platforms of
elevated subway lines, alleys and warehouses create an urban inferno in an
unspecified time and place. Andrew Laszlo's lighting and John Vallone's
production design, and Marilyn Vance's imaginative costuming, spill colors
across the screen vividly and artfully.
But all form and no content is boring. There is no characterization to speak
of, except in the case of Rick Moranis as an edgy and subtly humorous foil to
the deadhead performances of Diane Lane as the kidnapped singer, Michael Pare as
her former boyfriend and tough, handsome rescuer, and Amy Madigan as an
adventurer in tow.
Lane, whose singing voice is dubbed, looks great and is cast expertly. So,
for that matter are Willem Dafoe and Lee Ving as leaders of the dreaded outlaw
gang the Bombers.