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COPYRIGHT 2002 Las Vegas Review-Journal
BYLINE: CAROL CLING, REVIEW-JOURNAL
No one gets out of life alive.
Especially not when you're a hit man for the Irish mob in Depression-era Chicago.
It's not the kind of life a man would choose for himself, let alone his son.
But a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.
Oops -- wrong movie genre, pard. We're not in Kansas (or Texas or Wyoming) anymore.
From its Tommy guns to its snap-brim fedoras, "Road to Perdition" boasts the picture-perfect trappings of a classic gangster melodrama. Make that a wannabe gangster classic.
Oh, the movie has some exemplary elements, to be sure, from vivid supporting performances to Conrad Hall's superlative cinematography.
And director Sam Mendes, in his follow-up to the Oscar-winning "American Beauty," employs a similarly meticulous, highly stylized approach.
Yet for all its focus on the sins of the fathers -- and the price their sons pay --...
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