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A tough-on-crime street cop must protect the only surviving witness to a strange murderous cult with far reaching plans.
I'm always going to wonder why Cobra cut that slice of pizza in half with a large pair of scissors.
This is a great movie, but that's not why I'm here. I just want everyone on Letterboxd to know that I shaved Brian Thompson's face. Physically, with my hands, touched and shaved his beard. This is a true story, it's my reality, no one can take this from me.
This is why you should give this film a pass:
- cutting pizza with scissors
- 'This is where the law ends and I start...........sucker!'
- Matchstick toothpick.
- Dennis Leary once said he wanted a cheese helmet so he could put it on and eat cheese the entire day. This is that.
- There is no plot. This is a good thing.
- Lots of A-team violence.
Brigitte Nielsen is awful. It's like watching an East European shot put athlete trying to act.
Gotta love the AWSOM 50 license plate; delicately complex writing from Sly. I mean, all Cobra brings to battle with him is a match to chew on and a Coors to sip on -- ain't no goofs or gaffs under those shades, my friends. If there's one thing that I learned from this movie, it's never to go to battle without a goddamn match between my teeth. I'd take a baker's dozen punches to the Adam's apple before smackin' back without my handy-dandy wick... can't be poppin' caps before, first and foremost, taking care of that oral fixation.
I don't mean to get mathematical on ya but I'd say that the oral fixation, the match, the shades and the license…
Without any irony or that "aware of how silly it is" quality people for some goddamn reason champion in action movies these days, this Sylvester Stallone penned thriller hurls a big sleazeball of post-Dirty Harry fascism at your eyeballs faster than you can say MTV. I would argue that Cannon Films generally, and this film in particular, represent the nexus of low brow exploitation and slick Hollywood spectacle (and perhaps its apex too). This is a nasty and mean piece of work, that, though never overtly graphic, feels as grimy and ludicrous as some of the stuff that played on 42nd Street in the decade prior. It's all coated in a sheen of style from director George P. Cosmatos and…
"Go ahead, I don’t shop here."
The overcompensation of violence when rule of law comes up short.
Sylvester Stallone plays Marion 'Cobra' Cobretti. His gun has a cobra on the handle and he drives a black 1950 Mercury Monterey with the license plate "AWSOM 50". He wears reflective aviators and chews on a matchstick. He gives his coworkers nutritional advice ("Try some fish!") and tells them not to swear in public. He shoves a journalist's face at a corpse when they ask if he used excessive force ("Tell that to their family!"). But more important than anything else, he eats cold pizza with scissors.
Cobra feels like the result of a semi-dystopian 80's crime thriller being made by a recent…
This movie is dumb, and badly acted, and has no plot, and I loved it for that. You in the mood to shut your brain off and watch a dumb action movie? This is it.
I don't have much to say about Cobra. It's one of those pieces of 80s action sleaze that you either love or hate. This one has Sly Stallone as a renegade police officer who wages war against a violent gang of serial killers terrorizing Los Angeles. The first half plays like some low-rent slasher flick depicting the gang brutally murdering various people, while the second half shows Marion 'Cobra' Cobretti (Stallone) going full Rambo mode on the bastards and taking them out one by one.
Cobra is ridden with almost every cliche of the genre imaginable, from the overly macho cop stereotype to the asshole police chief (ironically played by Andy Robinson of Dirty Harry fame) to the silly action…
Why exactly do the police higher-ups keep doubting Stalling about how many Night Slashers there are? How are they explaining the hordes of be-pantyhose-masked corpses that keep turning up wherever the investigation goes?
Sylvester Stallone arrives home, takes a pizza box out the fridge, sits down, takes out a slice and cuts the tip off the pizza with scissors. He then eats the tip and puts the rest of the slice back in the box. This film is, as the Zouks would say, literally bananas.
meine fresse wasn trash.
gabs eigentlich n grund für die durchgeknallte mörderarmee durchzuknallen und leute mit äxten zu zerlegen oder hab ich was verpasst?
das jemand ernsthaft sowas produziert hat, hoffe die teilweise unglaublich lächerlichen dialoge gehen auf die deutsche sync zurück: "käse?, "nimm doch n stück kuchen", "gib mir auch ma n bissen", "doch nich wo du schon agesabbert hast" oy vey.
A strange piece of post-Dirty Harry urban paranoia; people in pantyhose masks slashing the throats of "the weak" (in this case, women, children, and immigrants; thanks, sociopolitical climate of the Reagan era!) and cops shackled by the very laws they enforce. It's all pretty standard stuff for an 80s Cannon jam: oodles of violence, crazy stunts, a couple of great chase sequences, and a lot of spackle keeping it together. It also has that smogged-out look that makes California look like the world's biggest shitheap (this is a good thing).
But what makes it the most strange, and therefore the most compelling, is Sylvester Stallone. If his collected body of work indicates anything, it's that he is the world's most…
“It’s bad for your health you know?”
“What is, pinche?”
George P. Cosmatos’ Cannon-feature Cobra is such a stylish 80s film. The smooth soundtrack, stylized editing and designs that’ll stick with you (like Cobra’s match between his teeth or the double ax-wielding baddies) creates such atmosphere that this film is almost drowned face down in style. Mixing in some real slasher movie-vibes by borrowing from The Town That Dreaded Sundown and Halloween 2 for the unsettling Brian Thompson as the villainous “Night Slasher” further adds to the big personality of Cobra and it’s simply a good-looking flick.
This is very much needed, for truth be told – the script of the film is so by-the-numbers that someone ought to…
I only wish I could be as cool as Marion Cobretti. He even eats pizza like a badass.
recommend shit to me, please! esp. little known sleazy stuff
An incomplete list of films ZMF has decreed "NOT OPTIONAL." If I missed anything, lemme know.