All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1177. An easy way of seeing how…
Detective Harry Callahan. He doesn't break murder cases. He smashes them.
When a madman dubbed the "Scorpio Killer" terrorizes San Francisco, hard-boiled cop Harry Callahan -- famous for his take-no-prisoners approach to law enforcement -- is tasked with hunting down the psychopath. Harry eventually collars Scorpio in the process of rescuing a kidnap victim, only to see him walk on technicalities. Now, the maverick detective is determined to nail the maniac himself.
The Outlaw Josey Wales takes out the trash on the streets of San Francisco armed with his .44 Magnum in Don Siegel's quintessential man's man fuck you political correctness action flick that introduced the world to one of the coolest badass motherfuckin' characters in the history of cinema Dirty Harry Callahan. Rooftop swimming pool. Shell casing. Scorpio manifesto. Mayor John Vernon. The usual. 211. Sudden Magnum Impact Force. The infamous question. Fuck haircuts. Fuck partners. Fuck highbrows. Fuck them all! Horoscope classifieds. Psycho smile. Blue Thunder's cousin. Tits at the window. Hot Mary? Useful partner? Jumper. Clint's hair. Chico's glasses. High-tech binoculars. Peeping Harry. Loose tooth. Payphone. Wild goose chase. Make out mountain. Alice. Statue stillness. Ski mask. Chico's timing.…
Well, this is surely the most confounding Terrance Malick film. Oh wait, that script was never produced.
What was produced turned out to be one of the most iconic films of the 70’s, and one that ushered in a new style of gritty detective drama. The Man With No Name is transported through time, and now works on the San Francisco police force. As the gun-slinger era drew to a close, Clint and his director friend Don Segal crafted “Dirty” Harry Callahan as the face of the modern day moral gunslinger; one who lives and acts by his own rules. The cherry on top in the form of the equally iconic pair of questions “Do I feel Lucky? Well, do…
It is so nice to re-watch a film you have known for your entire life and find that it really is as good as you remembered.
I'm not sure why I don't grab a Clint film automatically for my Friday Night Action/Thriller selection. Clint is the man. That sounds so 80s but he is The Man. He's always the same reliably rogue character with fantastic zingers when it counts. I was surprised to find that in Dirty Harry none of those were delivered in that way modern movies tend to include "The Zinger That May Go Viral". His were all understated and à propos. Nothing cute and catchy for its own sake. So refreshing.
What is particularly interesting about this…
If there is one film that I'm most afraid for it falling into the hands of the Hollywood remake machine, it's this one.
It would not make my day if that would happen.
I know what you're thinking. Didn't he review this already?
Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I didn't really lose track myself. No, I just decided to watch one of my absolute favourites again and I might as well just run through the whole series while I'm at it.
I reckon this is probably about my 63rd viewing of Dirty Harry and as I've mentioned before I probably first saw it, albeit in a heavily edited version, when I was 8. Each time I watch this film I think I watch it in a very different light. I think if you watch a favourite film enough you can start to see things that probably…
Movies set in San Francisco have always appealed to me. From Bullitt to Copycat, Vertigo to Zodiac, they all have a backdrop of that beautiful city to enhance their story. Dirty Harry also uses Frisco and the real-life Zodiac Killer as it's inspiration for a film that collared controversy for its violence and no-nonsense protagonist. Don Siegel would give Clint Eastwood one of his most enduring characters and also one of the most quotable. Full of action, full of testosterone, Dirty Harry was Hollywood's answer to the urban crime wave that was sweeping Americas cities. Right-wing in its politics, Dirty Harry Callaghan became the anti-hero of American crime films over the space of four sequels. Technically brilliant, it has aged slightly over the years as a slew of copycat films upped the ante on the violence front, but this remains an iconic film with a cynical edge.
"Se lo que estas pensando. Si he disparado las 6 balas o solo 5. La verdad es que con todo este jaleo yo tampoco lo se"
Una peli normalilla y satisfactoria. El quemado de Harry, policía que no tiene miedo a llevar a cabo los procedimientos más bestias en sus procederes, y que por ello es siempre el que se encarga de las tareas más "sucias", va tras la pista de un asesino psicópata, que disfruta matando y cometiendo todo tipo de tropelías. La peli es ver al personaje de Harry: brutal en ocasiones, cuestionable siempre en su proceder y forma de hablar (pues se la suda todo el mundo), divertido a su manera, se le termina queriendo, mientras persigue…
I liked this a lot more when I was 15
Don Siegel goes back to Madigan in a much larger canvas. The mix between restrained matter of fact crime film direction and anger remains a winner. Underrated sense of humor in the constant conflict between unmovable object Harry and both the law and his times as well.
I was surprised how much I liked the first 40 minutes or so of this, but there are some serious third-act problems.
This film embodies cool. Everything about this movie is breezy and careless, in the best looking way possible.
While perhaps with the events going on in the United States in the past week this isn't the perfect time to watch a film with such a lead character, the impetus behind me seeing this for the first time in many years is that a recent messageboard discussion was all about the entire franchise and I remembered not seeing any of those films in a really long time so I figured this was the time to do so.
I imagine most know the plot of how loose cannon cop Dirty Harry Callahan of the San Francisco Police Department goes after a deranged hippie known as the Scorpio Killer who starts killing for the simple reason that he wants the city…
Harry Callahan er 101% badass!
I’ve found “Dirty Harry” to be a difficult movie to write about. So much about it is definitive about the modern police action film that it is hard to separate it from the constant parodies that followed. It therefore becomes hard to separate what I like about this movie from what I didn’t like. Clint Eastwood’s Harry Callahan is a tough-guy cop out to exact violent justice, ignoring legal constraints and political correctness along the way. Callahan is a man of action, while most of his colleagues in law enforcement and government are worthless men of words; intellectuals and politicians. The villain is an exact foil for Callahan. He is an effeminate coward who hides behind the ransom letters he…
A ranking of many of the action flicks I've subjected myself to over the years, rated 3 stars or more.…
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