In bringing out the dead, we follow Frank Peirce (Cage), a paramedic on the brink of madness, over 3 nights on the graveyard shift in New York. As he bounces from partner to partner (Goodman, Rhames, Sizemore) he slowly declines into his own personal hell. He is haunted by ghosts of former nights, with a nagging belief that they all watch him when they die in his care. He is particularly troubled by a young homeless girl named Rose, who he now sees everywhere. In a subconsious act of redemption, he latches onto a dying old man and his drug-addeled daughter (Arquette). Cage is amazingly convincing as Peirce, as is everyone here in their roles. The camera plays against the soundtrack perfectly, as happy songs play during happy moments (and vice versa) as it should be. Scorsese ventures into new territory, but carries the best of his past with him. Go see this, espesscialy if your in a bad mood.
Review of Bringing Out the Dead
