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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.
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…
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…
"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…
Un enorme catálogo de clichés del cine de acción de los 80s.
Rewatch del 30º aniversario. Fue estrenada el 23 de mayo de 1986; pero a mí me tocó verla en Betamax.
I love this big dumb weird film.
Bellissimo e allo stesso tempo sbagliatissimo.
Il più narcisista e presuntuoso dei film di Stallone, ma dire che è brutto o che non diverte un mondo è pura follia.
The only movie in 1986 willing to step forward and tell CROCODILE DUNDEE "No, as a matter of fact, THIS is a knife."
Violento e strafottente Cobra segue solo le sue regole, summa assoluta del cinema action e del tessuto muscolare degli USA negli anni '80.
It's mildly troubling that I'm starting to like this. The flow from the Miami Vice style intro to creepy slasher to Beverly Hills Cop sans humor to generic romantic action finale works much better than the otherwise hacky writing should enable. And Stallone is so adorably uncool despite his extravagant George Michael look.
Nunca había visto una película que ideológicamente se acercase tanto a mi abuelo.
Every genre trope you can think of but Cobretti,with his matchstick, burns this world
"This is where the law stops, and I start... Sucka."
There's some pretty great stuff here including two awesome car chases and an incredible montage involving Brigette Nielsen and a bunch of robots.
Where it loses me a bit is when it goes for a darker, grittier tone. That, and the motivations for the bad guys are pretty much nonexistent.
But there's more than enough highs that make up for it's shortcomings. Well worth a watch.
Also, noticed that this is extremely similar to Commando, which came out the year before.
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.