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40 Stories. Twelve Terrorists. One Cop.
NYPD cop John McClane's plan to reconcile with his estranged wife, Holly, is thrown for a serious loop when minutes after he arrives at her office, the entire building is overtaken by a group of pitiless terrorists. With little help from the LAPD, wisecracking McClane sets out to single-handedly rescue the hostages and bring the bad guys down.
Warning! Contains spoilers … and rhymes … and grammatical abominations.
It’s late in December; again I must rhyme;
Becoming tradition at cold Christmastime.
It's Action film Friday; so what’s on the card?
There’s no other option; it must be Die Hard.
White knuckle McClane dislikes travel by air;
On landing evacuates quick with his bear
A party’s afoot; the firm’s Christmas affair;
Where ex Ms. McClane awaits John to be there.
Argyle, John’s ride, tries to draw out his fare;
While John prefers silence; decides to forbear.
Argyle’s heart is to John quite apparent;
Offers to wait; 'case reunion goes errant.
Off on the wrong foot; Holly’s name now maiden;
Puts John in a funk; his spirit is laden.
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 moment of frustration for the viewer.
If that wasn't enough, there is a seamless camera. The lighting is impeccable. The editing is celestial. The Christmas theme ingenious. The music is thunderous joy. The pacing is a genre blueprint. The f/x…
Crackling fire in the fireplace.
The soft glow, cast off by the lights in the Christmas tree.
The smell of pine trees.
The nostalgic ambiance created by Christmas decorations.
The promise of a scrumptious and indulgent Christmas dinner.
Watching Bruce Willis violently kill people on a lazy afternoon.
“Now I have a machine gun. Ho ho ho.”
Christmas, the most wonderful time of year, can also be the most trying. What if your relationship with a family member is strained and difficult? Christmas will force you together for presents and pie despite your mutual antipathy. What if you hate traveling in general and flying in particular? Christmas doesn’t care—it will drag you to the airport kicking and screaming. For a holiday all about peace and joy, it can cast an awfully hectic and depressing shadow.
Most depressing of all is Christmas in Los Angeles. Brownish and smog-covered, a sea of concrete and metal, L.A. is singularly unattractive and no…
Most people like to think that there are four Die Hard films (soon to be a fifth) but these people are wrong. There is only one genuine Die Hard and a bunch of movies that happen to share the same actor, and even the same character name, but are most definitely not, Die Hard. Now I do enjoy some of these imposter films but they stretch the everyman credibility of the original that helped make it stand out from the muscular He-Man action movies of the period. John McClane was just in the wrong place at the wrong time - an average cop, average husband and average man pushed to exceptional limits.
Even with the diminishing returns of the sequels…
This film has done for the action genre what viagra has done for old men.
yippee kiyay motherfucker
Very much a 'classic action' movie. Alan rickman is great
This poster is very reminiscent of 9/11
It's a Wonderful Life and Frank Capra can kiss my ass because this is the true 'Murican meaning of Christmas. Killing terrorists, fighting with your spouse, doing coke, buying a Twinkie, and playing with guns, all while inside a monument to capitalism. It's so fucking great you just wanna tell the next person you see, "*insert popular movie line you already know here*"
I definitely live in post-9/11 America bc DAMN some of those images were like subconsciously unsettling to the max
But other than that WHAT A FUCKING MOVIE DUDE
At one point Hans tells his #1 henchman Karl, whose first language is obviously German, to "Schieß den Fenster!" --which directly translates to shoot the window--but Karl doesn't understand Hans until he tells him in English to "Shoot the glass!"
This is gonna haunt me for a long time
Die Hard gets more perfect every time I watch it
Some of the worst cops ever. Fun movie.
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