A glamorous take on the gangster who gave us modern Las Vegas, Bugsy was Hollywood legend Warren Beatty’s last great role, complemented in no small measure by the potent chemistry he achieved with future wife Annette Bening.
Though a commercial disappointment, the movie has aged well, full of snappy patter and sleek visuals. As if to prove this point, while garnering Oscar nominations for acting, directing, script and even Best Picture, the only Academy Awards it actually won were for Art Direction and Costumes. Like I said, sleek.
Warren Beatty was born to play amoral thug Bugsy Siegel, a virile charmer seduced by Hollywood. Annette Bening, who Beatty met making this movie, more than stands up to him as an impossibly glamorous sexpot.
The supporting cast ably matches the charisma of the superstar leads: Harvey Keitel, as legendary mobster Micky Cohen, Ben Kingsley and Elliott Gould as kingpin and putz wiseguys respectively, not to mention Bebe Neuwirth and Joe Mantegna as Hollywood denizens.
Perhaps a bit long at 2 1/2 hours, the production is otherwise accomplished and enjoyable.
Remember, in Hollywood “Based on a true story means bring on the dancing girls.” Here that means, amongst other fibs, that the real originator of the Flamingo, William Wilkerson, never makes it into the picture. And Bugsy’s brother-in-law fails to join him for the hit on Big Greenie, replaced instead by the much sexier Virginia Hill. As it happens, she was the one who procured the fabulous Beverly Hills house they lived in, not Bugsy with a bag full of cash as the movie would have it. You can look it all up in the Wikipedia Bugsy Siegel entry.
The Wilkerson omission aside, the rest of the above seems like basically small potatoes. More importantly, Bugsy shines an interesting light on the “Golden Age” of the American mafia, especially its often overlooked Jewish contingent, led by Bugsy’s close cohort Meyer Lansky, played here with quiet authority by Ben Kingsley.