![]() ![]() “We know what you’re investigating,” the No. ![]() Adelstein and Hitigari find themselves sitting across from the first of many diamond-cut faces smoldering behind a freshly lit cigarette. They’re already sinking a level or two deeper into enemy territory. Adelstein and Katagiri are preparing for a staked-out dinner meeting with the “number-two yakuza.” The plan is to get into the restaurant and to their table first with their backs to the wall, but that all changes instantly when the receptionist tells them the yakuza arrived early and moved the meeting to the private lounge away from backup. We open in media res on a yet-to-be-revealed game of patterns, codes, fire, and bullets in the all-consuming inverted fractal galaxy of the Tokyo underground. The pair of lonely dudes in question are expat reporter Jake Adelstein (Ansel Elgort) and Tokyo PD detective Hiroto Katagiri (Ken Watanabe), and together, they’re taking on the yakuza. Thirty seconds into Tokyo Vice - Michael Mann’s dank-ass return to the collective, vice-coated neon-TV dreamscape - and dudes are strappin’ on their bullet … uh, knife-proof vests under dark suits and lacquered hair, to which I say: Hell yeah. “No, they will not shoot you in a public place … these are for knives.”
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