Heat -
Films which portray two camps in a conflict rarely give both an equal amount of on-screen time, and even more rarely refrain from blatantly passing moral judgment and taking side which feels morally right.
Heat, a 1995 crime drama directed by Michael Mann, shows downsides of being on the wrong side of the law, but never succumbs to the usual moralizing that films talking about similar subjects often do, and decides to portray its main protagonists as likable and at times "cool", but also as flawed and realistic. DeNiro's character is shown as a man who has moral values, but is not given a sad history and is not shown as someone for whose wrongdoings we should blame someone else (like society or bad parents) - crime is a path that his character has chosen, just like Pacino's character chose his path.
Visually flawless, featuring rich and complex characters and subplots, this is an epic which takes itself seriously, but never becomes overly ostentatious. Several scenes, like the balcony scene with DeNiro and Brenneman and the closing one, are done with so much style and beauty that occasional traces of pretentiousness on Mann's part never take away from the movie's qualities.
Heat is a remake of Mann's own
L.A. Takedown, an 80's made-for-TV film. Recently, Mann has been busy making remakes, or if you decide to be exceptionally critical, you may even call them parodies, of
Heat. Collateral and
Miami Vice are examples of films made by a director desperately trying to cash in on his old glory, changing his film making style into one perhaps visually more modern, but also trading interesting characters for cool suits and believable emotion for roaring soundtracks. What I liked so much about
Heat, other than displays of coolness and machismo and a slick directorial style, was the ingenuity with which Mann has approached seemingly clichéd characters and a formulaic plot and made
Heat into something far more engaging.