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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.
"I know what you’re thinking. “Did he fire six shots or only five?” Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you’ve got to ask yourself a question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya punk?"
My favorite fascist fantasy starring Clint Eastwood.
[originally written as part of a Facebook post; will hopefully add further thoughts sometime down the line]
Eastwood's magnetism is undoubtedly the reason the audience, regardless of their political integrity, sides with Harry's fascist ethos, but, more than any of the succeeding helmers in the franchise, Siegel seems very suspicious of Callahan's "my way or the highway" approach to police work, even going as far as to suggest Harry and the Scorpio Killer are flip sides of the same coin. One could easily conjure arguments concerning ideological dubiousness, even incoherence, but this friction yields another layer of unsettling ambiguity on top of this often misunderstood minor classic. Furthermore, I'll take the cop/criminal associations over the swaggering Super Sin-eater* characterization in the sequels.
*Credit due to Scarecrow Video's Matt Lynch for this erudite description.
I feel icky rating this a 4-star movie. I do not like what this movie seems to be about. I do, however, really love this movie.
This is a gorgeous film. I love the way it looks - the long shots, the long lenses, the big zooms, the shadows and use of the frame itself; this is just my kind of movie. And it's coupled with great sound design and a killer soundtrack that plays up just how badass this one badass dude is. And I do really like Eastwood in this role, and there is something very appealing about a man set against impossible odds, defying them by simply being in the right and being a dick about it.…
Andy Robinson gives one of the weirdest performances in movie history, and it works like gangbusters.
Now this is a film that belongs to the seventies. There is just no more room for a Dirty Harry nowadays, after so many police and gun related violence. Even though I disagree with the sort of vigilante way of the character, it's odly satisfying seeing him dealing with bad guys and people in general with his badassness.
Oh my god. I don't know how it's taken me so long to watch this, I'll be making my way through the sequels soon.
Right off you know what kind of movie this is. A wise ass street smart cop that's willing to go the extreme to keep his city safe. I can only guess this was inspired by the Zodiac killings at the time. It's everything you want it to be and more iconic.
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The first 1012 films are from The 1,000 Greatest Films list, and maintain the original order. The films that follow…