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Movie Review: China Moon


     Hey, everyone. I watched a good movie tonight on the satellite. As the erudite among you might expect, the title is China Moon. Let me say up front that it has more twists than a piggy's tail. It is a cop show with mystery, murder and skulduggery enough for the most twisted of us. Here's the recipe.
    Ed Harris plays the role of Kyle, a police detective in Florida. He works homicide with his partner, a younger guy named Dickie. (Played by Benicio Del Toro.) One night Kyle meets an attractive lady in a bar. Her name is Rachel Munro. Her husband is a wealthy banker (aren't they all?) who abuses her. Kyle and Rachel begin a torrid affair. (Is there any other kind?)
     One evening the two cops answer a call at Rachel's residence. Her husband has been slapping her around. Kyle plays like he and Rachel don't know each other and goes through the usual domestic disturbance routine. Time passes. Affair continues. The marriage continues to deteriorate, leading Rachel to buy a gun.
     Lo and behold, Rachel shoots her husband and demands that Kyle help her dispose of the body and cover up the murder. Scratch that. I don't call it murder, I call it self-defense. After a few weeks, certain tips and evidence starts to point at Kyle. Does this lady love him? Is he a tool only? Will he become a guest of the state, all for scattered moments hours of passion? Are more people than Rachel actually involved in Kyle's undoing? Why was a .38 slug removed from the body when Rachel shot the bozo with a 9MM? How can the slug match one fired from Kyle's .38? Why are men so stupid as to chase married women?
     These questions and others will be answered if you go to Blockbuster and check out this flick. For those of you who are hoping, because of the title, that you will see one of those lovely oriental ladies in this one, forget that. Madeleine Stowe acts in the lead role of Rachel Munro. If you look up 'fine' in the dictionary, her photo may appear on the page, oriental or not. More importantly, she is a fine actress.
    I call this 1994 movie a 4 stars out of 5. It will surprise you multiple times, even after all the spoilers I've just dropped on you. Her husband was a jerk, anyway. They should have given her a medal.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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