The Player review

 Number 623 on the top 1000 films of all time is Robert Altman's satirical black-comedy thriller 'The Player.'

Griffin Mill (Tim Robbins) is a Hollywood exec who gets to greenlight which movies are made or not. His position is threatened by the new young upstart Larry Levy (Peter Gallagher.) Meanwhile Mill is receiving death threats from a disgruntled writer he rejected - that is until Mill kills him or at least thinks he does. Whoopi Goldberg, Dean Stockwell and Richard E. Grant co-star.

In many ways, The Player was a Hollywood film about Hollywood. it was absolutely littered with celebrity cameos in blink and you'll miss them moments ranging from Cher to Malcolm Mcdowell to Burt Reynolds to Julia Roberts.

The Player reminded me of Quentin Tarantino's Once Upon a Time in Hollywood which he described as a love letter to Hollywood. Maybe the Player wasn't a love letter as such, but it definitely smelled like a Hollywood director showing off how much he knew about Hollywood. And without any subtlety either. After a while it all felt a bit too self-indulgent.

Sure I like Hollywood films, but not enough to watch Robert Altman give himself a pat on the back for two hours. It was a shame as all the Hollywood glitz and glamour distracted from the more interesting murder plot.

I found it far more engaging watching the always great Tim Robbins try to figure out a murder plot before becoming involved in one himself. Film critic Gene Siskel said that even if you didn't care about Hollywood, you could still appreciate The Player as being a good thriller. I'd agree with that.

Once you stripped away all the sparkly Hollywood wrapping paper, you were left with a thrilling present. There was just a hell of a lot of wrapping paper.