I'm always fascinated by directors like Antoine Fuqua, who manage to direct something truly great early on in their career (in his case, Training Day), and then quickly devolve into making worse and worse parodies of that one critically acclaimed film until something as bad as Brooklyn's Finest happens. The good news is this is rock bottom; his next project might be great. Nowhere to go but up from here.
For most of us, tax season is like a nightmare we finally woke up from and don't have to worry about for another eleven months. For Wesley Snipes, however, the nightmare is just beginning: The actor has now been handed a three-year prison sentence for tax evasion. Prosecutors argued for the harshest possible punishment under the law as a way to set an "example." What, because high profile tax crime cases are really making people think twice about not paying up? If that were the case, Snipes would have remembered Willie Nelson losing his property and his profits for a while in the 1990s and not gotten himself into this mess in the first place. Nelson himself would have remembered what happened to the infamous Al Capone and cut a check for Uncle Sam long before his troubles ever started.