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Los Angeles, CA, 1947: Drake (Tom Konkle) once was an in-demand private
eye - but he has fallen from grace when one of the "missing
persons" he was to track down, Nadia (Ksenia Delaveri), has turned up
dead, and very probably thanks to his involvement. It was actually
surprising more than anything else that he stayed out of prison for that
one. But now he's visited by Katherine Montemar (Brittney Powell), who
wants him to track down her father Wilson (Benton Jennings) - and the two
actually land in bed together ... but the next day she's gone, and all she
has left is blood stains in Drake's bed, which makes him fear the worst.
And in that light, it's of no advantage that Katherine's sister Jennifer
(Brittney Powell again) shows up on his doorstep, and even if she doesn't
say as much, she seems to know about him and Katherine, and on basis of
this blackmails him into helping her finding out what happened to her
father and sister - and it soon becomes apparent that she's really after
the only thing in her father's possession of real value, a priceless
diamond he got his hands on by not exactly legal means. That he's after
the diamond is not at all to the liking of super-corrupt police detective
Tate (Vernon Wells) though who has long mentally claimed the stone for
himself, and who would even kill Drake if it wasn't for a little black
book Drake got from Nadia that has dirt about every policeman in town,
first and foremost Tate. This black book though tickles the fancy of
Drake's former partner Lew (David Beeler), who's rather interested in
getting into blackmail as a business. So eventually, Drake has no choice
but to trust Jennifer as she's least likely to double-cross him ... and
eventually the two actually become a couple - but that seems to only
accelerate their ride on the downward spiral ... Trouble is
My Business seems to be a bit like a film out of time, as both on a
narrative and a directorial level, it's clearly (and intentionally)
reminiscent of 1940s film noir, with many direct and indirect hommages
woven into the plot. What's quite remarkable about this film though is
that it feels not a bit outdated but very fresh in approach, which of
course is proof of the filmmaker's talent but also testament of the
genre's longevity and timelessness. Now taken by its own terms, the film's
narrative might be a tad convoluted (which again harkens back to classic
film noir, first and foremost the über-classic The
Big Sleep), but it's told in a swift fashion and carried by snappy
dialogue and well-composed imagery. And (like pretty much all good noirs)
the whole thing's populated by a busload of eccentric characters living in
the grey area between good and evil. At the end of the day, it really
doesn't matter if you're into those films of old or not (I am very much
though), it's just a very cool crime movie!
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