Falling Down

Well, the idea is interesting, but what a boring movie

It's pretty dark. It's a pity that the implementation failed. There are also regular drawdowns in the narration of these ridiculous scenes with a cop.

Postal, or How to make a movie, or A Cry from the soul.
I can't favor him, but I can cherish and take care of him. Michael Douglas just played his character superbly, reincarnating and getting used to the role of an asshole.
At the beginning, I thought it wasn't a western, but a kind of arthouse thriller with a touch of drama, but the ending explained everything.
Schumacher, whom I should have met earlier (having mistakenly downloaded the wrong movie with the same Russified name, I postponed this case), gracefully touches different strings of personal attitude towards the hero, first explaining his motive, and then destroying the built-up image by actions pulling on the events of Postal or free-to-play GTA. The depth of the topics covered in the film can reach the Mariana Trench – the director filigrees and focuses on everyday things through the prism of cynicism and cliches.
If you feel such a different mood towards the characters of the film and the film itself, that's great.

I often find descriptions of this film in the spirit of: "The tired hard worker stopped suffering and started a massacre." And really, when I first saw him, I thought so too. But a few years later, I watched this movie and noticed new details.

I drew attention to Martin Prendergast (a policeman) and his wife with obvious mental problems. Their child died at an early age, but Martin hints several times in conversations about the strangeness of this sudden death. And I wondered if Martin's wife had something to do with the death of her own child.
The question remains unanswered, but the conclusion is obvious: Martin's life is far from sugar, there are only problems in the family, his wife forces him to work in the office because "policemen are being killed on the street." He is forced to give up his career and reluctantly go where only his wife wants. His colleagues mock him, considering him a cowardly pensioner, and "his wife, you know what kind." Martin played by the rules, he didn't take any chances, but he decided that he had had enough...

Otherwise, why did he cling to "a white man in a white shirt and tie who trashed a store, paid for a coke and left"? Why did he decide to yell at his wife on the phone? Why did he take the initiative in this particular case? Did he see himself in William Foster (D-Fens)?

I also found it remarkable when Martin and his partner come to William Foster's mother's house: Martin easily finds an approach to her, asks which of her favorite toys. And how Martin exchanged glances with his partner at that moment... It's hard not to notice the resemblance of William's mother to Martin's wife. William also played by the rules, played for a long time. A clean room, precision, drawing compasses — everything should be perfect, according to the rules. And William broke down. He was broken, his psyche couldn't stand it.

William said, "I've had enough," and trashed half the city. And Martin, having seen the end of William, said "I've had enough" and stayed working in the police, but at the same time continuing to love his wife and the world.