There are a handful of directors to have emerged from the golden age of Hollywood that are still alive today. Jerry Lewis, Roger Corman in his own way, and not many others. But the reigning king these days has to be Stanely Donnen, a filmmaker with a rich history from the golden age and a filmmaker I am ashamed to not have seen more of. I have seen Saturn 3 so I'm not completely blind. And Charade is that perfect…
There's an alternate universe where Michael Ironside and Rutger Hauer co-starred in an endless stream of buddy action films in the 80s and 90s, their pairing synonymous with Gibson and Glover, their names in neon above the marquee: Ironside. Hauer. After reaching their ubiquitous peak and becoming typecast, they'd fade from the limelight only to be resurrected years later in a Tarantino film, then a Coen film, an Aronofsky film, and they'd both go on to win dark horse Oscars for challenging, weighty roles, and become the thing of legend... Well, a man can dream... a man can dream.
A simple fact: action movies have been neutered, half-baked, half-written and served cold for children with Attention Deficit Disorder. Die Hard has aged into a lost art. It has a wholly original, unpredictable screenplay, crisp with sharp dialogue matched with badass line delivery through the mouths of believable human characters (This sentence alone cannot be attributed to a single modern action film). There is a tight plot that gradually escalates, accumulating ZERO gaps in logic equaling to not a single…
"Time just gets away from us."
Only the Coens. The most authentic western in modern memory, only the Coens could accomplish what they do here and they warrant rewatchability to spare. For one, the Coens are masters of language. Always have been, always will be. The way they go about capturing the Old West linguistics and dialects and transplant them into unique and unusual accents of characters is an absolute treat to experience and in the process, transplants the viewer…