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Heaven’s Prisoners

HEAVEN’S PRISONERS is a new-to-me ’96 joint. I was vaguely aware that it’s based on a book, and I think somebody recommended it to me at some point in my life, though it seems to have gotten terrible reviews and was also a flop. Alec Baldwin (THE SHADOW) plays Dave Robicheaux, a recovering alcoholic former New Orleans homicide detective, now living “back on the bayou selling worms and all that jazz.” One day he and his wife Annie (Kelly Lynch, ROAD HOUSE) are on their boat, about to get out the air mattress to fuck on, when a small plane swoops down and crashes in the water right next to them.

They heroically leap into action to try to rescue the passengers, but the only survivor is a little girl from El Salvador (Samantha Lagpacan), who they assume is “an illegal” and “immigration is gonna send her right back” so they decide to off-the-books adopt her and name her Alafair after his mother. She doesn’t speak English, they only speak a tiny bit of Spanish, and don’t make much of an effort to change this, so the subject of didn’t she already have a name she could be using never does come up. I feel like she probly had a name she’d been using up to that point though.

DEA agent Minos P. Dautrieve (Vondie Curtis-Hall, ONE GOOD COP, FALLING DOWN, BROKEN ARROW) shows up at the house, giving Dave hints that he needs to stay quiet about one of the bodies he saw on the plane, who he surmises was a drug smuggler. Instead of scaring him off it makes him decide to investigate what happened. Just when you thought you were out…

Clues lead him to a strip club called Smiling Jacks, where luckily his old girlfriend (mistress?) Robin (Mary Stuart Masterson, RADIOLAND MURDERS) dances. She has enough affection for him that she gives him intel and doesn’t blame him when somebody breaks her finger for it. The bartender Jerry (Tuck Milligan, OF MICE AND MEN) has a grudge against Dave for putting him away once so he narcs him out and he gets jumped by Toot (Carl A. McGee, BLOODFIST VI: GROUND ZERO) and his partner Eddie Keats (Don Stark, SWITCHBLADE SISTERS, 3 NINJAS KICK BACK). I thought Eddie literally kicked Dave in the asshole, but it turns out to have been hitting the balls from behind, like Seagal did to that dog abuser in OUT FOR JUSTICE. Anyway there’s a whole series of incidents of Dave questioning people and then guys coming after him and then him going back after the guys.

The dead guy and most of the criminals around here work for the druglord Bubba Rocque (Eric Roberts, BEST OF THE BEST I and II). The thing I like best about this movie is the character of Bubba and his relationship with Dave. They grew up together so Dave just goes to his mansion to talk to him, finds him sparring in a backyard boxing ring. And I’m the type of guy who likes to see Eric Roberts playing a character where he does an accent and has his hair braided and ponytailed. While Dave tells him about his situation they sit down for a drink (iced tea for Dave) and a giant platter of shrimp, and they act like old friends. They even hug at the end. I kept expecting it to be an act on Bubba’s part, intimidating Dave with insincere charm, but I think the twist is that they actually do like each other and would prefer to work things out.

I love that Bubba interrupts their discussion to chastise his wife Claudette (Teri Hatcher, TANGO & CASH) about always leaving rings on his tables with her gin rickey Thermos. He’s really upset about it.

When this turns out to be information Dave needs to solve the mystery and not just a funny detail about Bubba’s personality I felt a little let down, but it’s still a funny touch. Dave doesn’t remember Claudette from growing up in New Iberia, thinks it’s his first time seeing her when he drives up and she’s standing casually naked on the balcony, eyeing him. Obviously there will be sexual tension, etc.

It’s Baldwin in his Basinger era, so he’s effortlessly handsome, but mixing it up by doing his version of a Lousiana accent, having an unexplained slash of white hair on the back of his head (earning him the nickname “Streak”), opening with a long monologue in a confession booth about about how much he misses drinking but “it fucked up my life” and he’d lose his wife if he started again. Well, don’t worry, halfway through (spoiler) they kill his wife, so he gets to start back up again. It’s a role where he beats people up and gets beat up and solves a mystery and also has a heartbreaking scene where he’s in denial about his wife being dead. His buddy (employee?) Batist (Badja Djola, Half Dead from PENITENTIARY) has to tell him she’s gone and he says “She is?”

I think it’s kind of a mess and not a good movie, but it’s just unhinged enough that I can’t help but feel a slight affection for it. It’s that feeling some movies have, where you can kinda tell it’s based on a book, and that it must not really be capturing it, but at least the source material gives it some odd bits of character and setting specificity, and license to try some kinda crazy shit.

(Well, I’m not sure anything gives him license to smack Claudette at the end. That’s unlicensed.)

The character of Annie seems exciting at first, and she lasts too long to say she gets “fridged,” but she does quickly get sidelined, having to watch the kid and worry about Dave. His relationship with Robin is a little more interesting. He gets her in trouble but then goes out of his way to repay her, she gives him some genuine support in starting a new life as a widower, but he gets distracted by Claudette waving her tail around. That’s Dave for ya.

From what I remember the media coverage of the movie focused on Hatcher. The penultimate season of Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman had just ended, she’d hosted Saturday Night Live a month earlier (musical guest: Dave Matthews Band), she was kind of becoming America’s sweetheart, and this was calculated way to challenge her image. A Sunday Mirror article was positive about her insistence on doing the nude scene, which it says she fought from being cut, but they used the headline “Is it a bimbo? Is it a dame? No, it’s that super girl Teri!” I was very much not surprised to read that she got a Razzie nomination for “Worst Supporting Actress.” I can’t really defend her performance that much, but this definitely fits the Razzie tradition of flagrantly misogynistic punishment of women who have the audacity to be naked and/or beautiful in movies.

I think the move worked for Hatcher’s career, though – a year later she was FHM’s “world’s sexiest woman” and beat out Monical Bellucci to play a bond girl in TOMORROW NEVER DIES.


HEAVEN’S PRISONERS is directed by Phil Joanou (THREE O’CLOCK HIGH), and the adaptation is credited to Harley Peyton (LESS THAN ZERO, THE THREE MUSKETEERS) and Scott Frank (between GET SHORTY and OUT OF SIGHT). It’s the first feature shot by cinematographer Harris Savides, who had come out of music videos. He died tragically young at 55 but had done six movies with Gus Van Sant, two with David Fincher, two with Noah Baumbach, two with Sofia Coppola, one with Ridley Scott and one with Jonathan Glazer. Not bad.

So it looks good, and this is one of those nineties movies that reminds us how in those days even a mid-level thriller could have craft and production value. There are underwater stunts, a gunfight during a lightning storm at night, a chase across rooftops… Hey look – it’s the KILLER OF SHEEP/Mos Def The Ecstatic shot!


The chase ends in a fight on a weirdly fast moving street car, where the mostly white passengers support Dave pulling a gun on Toots without any context. I suspect it’s not meant as a statement, but I’ll take it as one.


I really don’t know what the title means. The book is by James Lee Burke and it’s actually the second in the series, after The Neon Rain. There are 25 books total, and Tommy Lee Jones played the character in an adaptation of #6 called IN THE ELECTRIC MIST. Somebody once recommended that to me too. Hmm.


Summer of ’96 connections: There’s a part where he’s out of it laying in a boat like William Blake at the end of DEAD MAN.

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8 Responses to “Heaven’s Prisoners”

  1. Definitely have a soft spot for this one – I had read the book and was eagerly awaiting the adaptation. Can certainly agree with your criticisms, Vern, but thought Baldwin was a pretty good Robicheaux. I liked his portrayal better than TLJ’s. Loved Roberts as the heavy.

    Think this was a Savoy Pictures film and they had some financial troubles at this point, which certainly hurt any kind of promotion. Killer soundtrack, which I still own on CD. I recently read book 24 in the series and it was almost a parody of itself at this point – I can’t imagine how hard it would be to keep something like that going.

  2. I have also read the book, as well as many other Dave Robicheaux novels, because James Lee Burke is a very good writer. Like a lot of long-running series, it can be hard to remember which installment was which, but then I remembered the plane crash and the SPOILERing, and I was like, “Oh right, THIS one.” I’ve never seen the movie, though, because I have a hard time picturing Alec Baldwin as Dave Robicheaux, or really anyone except Alec Baldwin. It’s not even like I rejected the movie because he’s miscast, I just never even put it together that this was an adaptation of that book. I look at the cover art and assume that must be some other HEAVEN’S PRISONERS because there’s no way it’s the one I’m thinking of.

    Anyway, read some James Lee Burke. He’s good.

  3. There are two things I remember reading about this movie before its release. First, the talk about Teri Hatcher and how it was going to be a stark/controversial departure from her television image. Second, I seem to recall that this movie had a troubled production. Phil Joanou and Savoy apparently clashed during the entire shoot, and he at one point put some cans of shot film in a running shower. I guess Joanou goes into depth about the problems on a commentary track for the Imprint Films Blu-ray.

  4. Already being a huge fan of Joanou after his masterpiece STATE OF GRACE, I developed a soft spot for this one. Haven’t seen it since my VHS copy disappeared, and it’s hard to find on any of the streaming sites. It’s a movie I liked to watch with THE BIG EASY and NO MERCY. Love that New Orleans feeling.

    Vern, Dave Robicheaux’ stream of white hair is a result of him starving as a young boy.

  5. I’ve seen this and read the book; I remember practically nothing about it, although I remember liking the book, if no more than that. It sounds like I really should remember Teri Hatcher in it.

    It’s saying something – about me – that I have a much clearer recollection of Levon Helm playing the ghost of a Confederate general in IN THE ELECTRIC MIST. Burke’s writing is not of the terse hard boiled kind that most American crime fiction seems to aim for, it is sensual, poetic and digressive. I don’t know that IN THE ELECTRIC MIST is objectively a good movie – there was a falling out between the director and the producers – but I like it and it lingers in the mind. I think it’s fair that Tommy Lee Jones is not ideal as Robichaux, but the film benefits enormously by putting Burke’s words, dialogue and narration, into Jones’s mouth. The film’s title is shortened from the book’s In the Electric Mist with Confederate Dead and despite that shortening it wants to look at that history, only not too close a look. Robichaux is comforted and encouraged by Helms’s ghost of General John Bell Hood, which works just fine until you read even a little bit about the real John Bell Hood.

  6. One thing I remember from the films initial release was the grandstanding statements from Joanou about how Baldwin’s performance was so amazing that it would force everyone to consider him one of the great actors. The hyperbole was thick and the smell of desperation regarding the marketing of the film was noticeable. All things said it’s kind of an interesting disaster of a film that in no real way made any attempt to capture any of the book (and series of books) overarching mood, tone or character.

    That’s understandable though, these novels from Burke are some of the premier American writing of the last 40 years, and with the exception of James Ellroy’s best novels, maybe the most powerful crime genre writing ever. Burke has a unique ‘style’ of lush, romantic, even mystical lyricism that also combines a very disquieting psychological depth to the evil characters that pass through the books. And man, the Dave Robicheau character is one of the most cursed, doomed knight errants to ever walk the rain slick streets of crime writing. In the more recents books Burke quite bluntly even has the characters interacting with ‘real’ literal ghosts and spirits and some of the killers have taken on what appears to be actual metaphysical and other worldly abilities and powers and attributes. It’s also some of the greatest ‘alcoholic’ and addiction writing, Dave’s constant battle no stay sober manifesting as walking, talking phantoms that inhabit the real world. It’s full of inherited generational trauma (Dave is haunted by the death of his father in an oil rig blowout.) All of this would be horrifically morbid if it her not for Dave’s unending battle to do good, a corrupted, damaged man who nonetheless can not now turn away from injustices.

    When I first started reading these books in the very early 1990s New Orleans became such a living, breathing place in my mind that I had to go there. Robert B.Parker’s Spenser books set in Boston did the same for that city. And eventually I visited both. In my mind New Orleans is perhaps the most unique city in America.

    The books ultimate tones and tides are so unique and confounding that any attempt at adapting it would probably be folly anyways, as all the film adaptations have proven.

  7. I liked Baldwin as Robicheaux. But I would find it enormously ironic if there is a series of successful adaptions of Burke’s books in the future, and Alec find himself having bailed on yet another profitable franchise. And I guess that would make Jones the George Lazenby here..?

  8. Totally forgot about IN THE ELECTRIC MIST! I think I saw it on a Festival and loved it. It‘s by by French filmmaker Bertrand Tavernier, who has a couple of classics under his belt. This one doesn‘t rival those, but it is a case of classic oldschool filmmaking that‘s become rare.

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