Angel Heart 1987

An ominous, slushy street greets us at midnight during winter, as a dark figure meanders down an alley filled with the sounds of anguish and moaning. An alley cat gazes down from a fire escape, while a street dog wanders, desperately searching for scraps. The dog’s eyes find the cat, and it begins to chase, only to pause momentarily to lap up the fresh blood oozing from the chest of a homeless man.

In New York City on January 3, 1955, we meet Harold Angel (Mickey Rourke), a disheveled private investigator dressed in a trench coat, making his way through Brooklyn. As he smokes, he nods to various neighbors amidst the persistent sound of a ringing telephone. Harold enters his shabby office to take a call from an attorney, Mr. Winesap, who wishes to arrange a meeting with a mysterious man named Louis Cyphre (Robert De Niro) in Harlem.

Upon arrival, Harold traverses an African-American neighborhood, passing mourners, before stepping inside a building where a peculiar Pentecostal service is underway. Intrigued, he observes from the gallery as the preacher passionately encourages his congregation to give generously for what appears to be his personal gain. Joined by Winesap, Harold is led to meet Cyphre. This man carries an unsettling aura; with a beard, long hair neatly tied, and an odd calmness, he remains seated, scrutinizing Angel’s identification without haste.

Cyphre’s interest lies in finding Johnny Favorite, a crooner whose real name was Johnny Liebling. According to Winesap, the singer sustained amnesia from an accident during the war, and Cyphre believes he may still be alive, urging Angel to investigate. As their conversation unfolds, Cyphre’s disconcerting demeanor leaves Harold increasingly uneasy, yet he is oddly drawn to the case, intrigued by the mystery shrouding Johnny Favorite.

Driving away, Angel reflects on the meeting, whistling a melancholic tune. He arrives at the hospital tied to Johnny’s case, presenting a fake ID to charm the receptionist into revealing that Johnny was transferred on December 31, 1943. Unsettlingly, he notices the signature on the records is in ballpoint—a technology not in use at that time. Determined to dig deeper, Angel heads to the doctor’s apartment to confront Dr. Fowler, where a chaotic confrontation reveals dark secrets involving a man named Edward Kelly and a woman who once held Johnny dear.

As the tale spirals into the supernatural, Angel finds himself entwined in a web of ritualistic mysteries. From chilling encounters with hooded figures to blood-soaked visions, he navigates the haunting remnants of Johnny’s past intertwined with his own reality. The search for Johnny Favorite leads him to a jazz bar, where he encounters musicians who harbor secrets and shadows of the past: Toots Sweet (Brownie McGhee) refuses to share much; instead, he curls up in a ball of denial whenever Angel presses for answers.

The narrative deepens as secrets of love, betrayal, and dark magic unfold before Angel. His interactions with enigmatic women—such as Margaret Krusemark (Charlotte Rampling) and Epiphany Proudfoot (Lisa Bonet)—bring both desire and dread, as threads of occult practices dance in the periphery. Each encounter unfurls a tapestry of gruesome realizations—the sacrifices made to fulfill ambitions and the truth behind Johnny’s last moments before his vanishing act.

In a chilling revelation, Angel discovers the reality of his identity; he is bound to the tragic fate of Johnny Favorite. In his desperate struggle against the dark forces at play—longing for redemption yet confronted by monstrous memories—he positions himself in a dramatic climax. Louis Cyphre reveals himself to be Lucifer, deepening the labyrinth of deception that encircles it all.

The undercurrents of horror and revelation culminate in a harrowing conclusion, where the veil of sanity is lifted, exposing unimaginable truths. As fate intertwines with choices, and bloodlines twist in unnatural ways, Angel’s final recognition of self leads him to a devastating acceptance: the devil’s bargain was made long before his consciousness awoke. The echoes of his past whisper insidiously, overshadowing any chance of escape from the horrors of his existence.

“I know who I am!”

In a haunting denouement, we witness the ties that bind him—the blood that unites them all in chaos. As the screen darkens, an elevator calls him down into the depths, leaving behind the ripples of a life marred by fate. The saga of Angel Heart leaves an indelible mark, a reminder that some deals made in darkness may never see the light again.