“The Untouchables” is heavy on the fiction, but thanks in large part to those great Chicago locales, it feels palpable and real.

To paraphrase William Butler Yeats, the moral, psychological, and emotional center of The Untouchables, like that of all of De Palma’s movies and like that of Reagan’s administration, simply cannot hold.

The Untouchables is a terrific movie, full of the same brand of fierce vitality that made the 1930s gangster films so compelling.

The Untouchables feels like the anti-Scarface; a distinctly American, decidedly old-fashioned gangster picture with more in common with the adventure films of the 1960s than the sleazy thrills of the 1980s.