
2002's Insomnia is a remake of the 1997 Norwegian crime movie Insomnia. Both films are fairly similar, but this article will focus on the 2002 iteration (since it's the one I watched most recently. Just being real). The "Americanized remake" has become a cynical joke in film geek and film snob circles, the obvious and unavoidable destiny of their favorite low budget foreign films. And no one bats an eye these days when discussion of a remake of Let the Right One In hits the intertubes. It's expected now. And besides, who wants to read subtitles anyway? Not the American public, that's for sure. And if there are subtitles, they better be all funkified and fly around the screen and do things besides translate what's being said.
So they want to get a remake going of this sweet drama about a guilt-ridden detective investigating a crazy murder in a land of the midnight sun, and they get "the director of Memento" to do it, one Christopher Nolan. Of course, this is now 2009, which makes Mr. Nolan forever "the director of The Dark Knight" (as I'm sure every subsequent movie trailer will state for his upcoming non-Batman releases). But this was before Nolan was given tons of money to make mega movies. Here he was given a little bit of money, only $46 million, which mostly went to the salaries Williams and Pacino. And it pales in comparison to the $185 million budget of The Dark Knight and supposed $200 million budget for his upcoming sci-fi film Inception. So in retrospect, Insomnia is like Nolan's cheap and gritty character piece.
And the movie is good. Pacino sleep walks through the film for stretches, but that's kind of what the character called for., what with his insomnia and all. Williams was in the midst of a "I want to play villains" phase, having done this after bad guy roles in One Hour Photo and Death to Smoochy, and does very well in this one as the local crime novelist turned delightfully creepy murder suspect. A couple of awesome actors pop up too, like Nicky Katt (Planet Terror) and Maura Tierney (Liar, Liar and TV's Newsradio). And the story is good, with plenty of twists and suspense, and Pacino's Will Dormer (get it? Dormer? Much like the Spanish verb "dormir," meaning to sleep, which I am sure is very similar in other Latin-based romance languages) has a lot of depth, as he struggles with the consequences of his many actions and his rather inopportune inability to sleep. Of course, have you ever seen a guilt ridden man sleep peacefully?
Crime movies are only left with using the criminal acts as the macguffin for the telling a story about people. Well, that's the idea anyway. Michael Mann's Heat is a perfect example of the crime film using the criminal activity and subsequent investigation as a way to tell a story about a large and varied group of characters. And sometimes you get Insomnias, movies with decent enough stories and great enough characters that it makes it worth while to check out. But when a person can tune their television to the USA Network and see pretty good hour long episodes of intense criminal investigations that actually include interesting characters that grow throughout the season, what's left to be done? For pete's sake, they even got Jeff Goldblum now! Is the cop drama dead? Was Zodiac that final nail in the coffin, the "this is as good as it gets" moment for this genre of film? Will Michael Mann bring back the heat with this summer's Public Enemies? Will a serious-minded reimagining of the Police Academy series be the great rejuvenater? Only time will tell.