Look, I know I'm going to be the bad guy on this one, but I just want to say the last six days have been the best six days of probably my whole life.
There aren't too many scenes in all filmdom that compete on pure, unmitigated joy as eternal reprobate Royal playing hooky with his grandsons.
Built up to this with the Dollars trilogy over the last few days, but I wasn’t watching for Clint. No, this rewatch was all about Hackman.
I just recently saw an interview with Morgan Freeman where he was talking about acting with Gene in this film:
‘Gene’s one of the masters. He’s so believable. We had a scene in Unforgiven where he had me tied to the bars in the jail and he was beating me, and questioning me, and…
Night one of a Gene Hackman weekend. Haven't seen this one in a while.
Penn delivers a solid neo-for-the-time-noir picture, with some solid twists. I really do wonder how different some of those noir movies in the era of the Hays code might have been absent said code.
I've always loved the twist-y ending of this one. My memory of the first viewing oh so many years ago is that I followed Hackman's Harry Moseby down the same flawed conclusions,…
Today would have been Dad's 78th. This wasn't the first Bond flick I watched with him, but it was the first one we saw in the theater together.
Where did you learn to fight like that? NASA?
No. Vassar.
Bond movies always had a cartoonish element to them, never more so than in the Roger Moore era. I've always thought of this as where they crossed the line from cartoonish to cartoon.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
