McCanick ist ein US-amerikanischer Krimi-Mysteryfilm aus dem Jahr 2013 von Josh C. Waller, geschrieben von Daniel Noah und mit David Morse, Mike Vogel, Trevor Morgan, Ciarán Hinds und Cory Monteith. Dies war eine von Monteiths letzten Spielfilmrollen zusammen mit All The Wrong Reasons – beide Filme wurden einige Wochen nach seinem Tod auf dem Toronto International Film Festival 2013…
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((I only watched like the first 20 minutes of McCanick on 1.5x speed so I don’t know much backstory or know the characters too well. I watched the parts with McCanick and Floyd at the beginning to get the gist of their personalities/relationship and I watched the shooting, so hopefully I captured enough of them that it shows.))
Guilt, like a puppeteer pulling the strings of it's marionette, drags McCanick back to the hospital. His clothes still smell of smoke and gasoline. His heart pounds in his chest as he once again stands outside the room, peering in through the small window.
Floyd looks so innocent and vulnerable, lying there pale against the white sheets, a mess of tubes and wires tangled around him.
McCanick's lungs constrict. He can't do this. Not right now. The sound of his instinctive (and reckless) shot still echoes in his ears, taunting him. He turns away quickly, dragging in a deep shuddering breath, calming frazzled nerves.
The door slides open softly behind him and he cringes.
"Eugene?"
The voice is soft, gentle and concerned.
"He'd want you to be here." A beat. "Please."
A flood of emotions, random and sudden, rush through him and he throws a hand out to steady himself against the wall. No one knows yet. No one knows he was the one who had shot his partner. He was the reason Floyd lay in that hospital bed. He was the reason --
"I can't…" His voice barely above a whisper. "You don't -" His voice fails. He swallows hard and tries again. “He got shot because of me.” Technically the truth.
Amy is silent, but he can still feel her pleading eyes on his back, can feel them begging him to enter the room. Something in his mind screams at him to leave. To get away before he causes more damage. But another part of his mind whispers 'he needs you'.
A deep breath. His shoes squeak on the floor as he turns, heart back to its pounding beat. Floyd is still sedated. They had told him the surgery was a success, though the words had barely registered in his racing mind.
“I’m going to get a coffee…” Amy pauses for a moment before quietly leaving the room.
The silence is deafening as he stands at the foot of the hospital bed, unsure of what to do or say. The soft beeping of the machines around Floyd ring loudly in his head, a constant reminder of what had happened.
He takes a second to clear his throat. “I called Chris yesterday.” Why is he telling him this? “He didn’t pick up so I left a message. I don’t know if he’ll listen to it or not…”
A quiet scoff falls from his lips. He clears his throat again. “Your wife said you’d want me to be here. But she doesn’t know. I haven’t told anyone.” A grimace. “You -- you gotta wake up. I can’t do this. Why did you have to be in that stairwell? Why wasn’t I paying attention? We weren't even supposed to be on this case. I wasn't supposed to be on this case --” A gasp catches in his throat and he reaches down to grip the foot of the bed.
His eyes close and his head drops to his chest. Deep breath. Now another. And another. He slowly relaxes his tense shoulders and moves to sit in the chair previously occupied by Amy. “When Chris was young, he would always tell me that he didn't want to be a cop. And I would always try to convince him that it was the best job he could have, catching the bad guys and saving people…"
He drags a hand across his face, slumping deep into the chair. "So much for saving people…." There's a noise in the hall and he turns to look, knowing he won't be able to see much through the small window.
"Mac…" The voice is so soft he almost doesn't hear it. His eyes snap back to the pale figure on the bed. Floyd's eyes are half open and his eyebrows scrunched together in pain.
McCanick almost trips over his own feet trying to stand, his finger nearly missing the nurse call button in his haste. "Hey… Hey I thought-- you're okay. The doctors on his way. Amy's here. She went to get coffee. Damn, Floyd, I'm so sorry. I --"
Floyd's fingers are on his arm, wrapping loosely around his wrist. "Mac, stop." His voice sounds hoarse and McCanick cringes, knowing that was from the emergency intubation. "Did y' get 'im?"
He blinks, his mind empty for a moment before he realizes who Floyd is talking about. "Yeah, yeah, we got him. I got him."
The door slides open and four people enter, quickly surrounding the bed and pushing McCanick towards the door.
"Eugene? What happened?" Amy's hand is gripping his arm, guiding him to the nearest chair. "Are you alright?"
He stumbles, arms outstretched to right himself. He is okay. Floyd is okay. He is going to live.
"He woke up." It is all he can get out.
A shuffle of steps and Amy is at the room door, shoving it open to get back to her husband's side. McCanick is alone once again in the busy hall, his thoughts going 100 miles an hour. But it doesn't matter because Floyd is alive. He's going to be okay.
Over the course of one feverish day, a harried narcotics detective and his reluctant partner frantically track down a recently released convict who knows a secret from the past.
Photo by @bettyandearl "Everyone follow my bff @fixyourhousefixyourface to learn exactly that! @hgtv Oh and Kyle and I were once extras in a movie she did with Maura Tierney. #shefixedmyface #hopefulbuthomeless #mccanick #mauratierneytouchedmyhair"
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