Elias Koteas
Review: 'Dark Streets'

Set in a dystopian metropolis bathed in shades of amber and blue, Rachel Samuels' retro-noir "Dark Streets" feels like a labor of love, the kind that blinds as well as inspires. The movie, drawn from Wallace King's adaptation of Glenn Stewart's play, drips with style, but it's all flourish and no reveal. Gabriel Mann, who never manages to live up to his pencil mustache, plays the son of a murdered electricity tycoon, a lifelong wastrel who whiles away his dissolute nights at a swanky nightclub where Samuels stages dance numbers rife with Busby Berkeley borrowings. When the lights go out -- which, thanks to plot elements incongruously lifted from the Enron...