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…
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…
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.
One of those rare films that wholly embodies its time period of disorderly, restless 70s crime, grime and ghetto culture, yet remains timeless in its storytelling. This movie could be released today as a period piece and still blow away audiences with how reserved it is. Still one of the coolest characters to ever grace to screen.
Clint Eastwood is a badass, there's no doubt about it. The way that he moves, the way that he talks, the way that he shoots all give off this movie star vibe. He's able to stroll out of a diner to take down a couple of bank robbers without batting an eye. He can win arguments with his badassery alone. It's really quite something to watch.
But Eastwood isn't the only thing that makes Dirty Harry good. The thing that makes it truly great is Don Siegel's absolutely magnificent direction. Every shot is damn near perfect, every scene tightly made. He highlights Clint with his iconic camerawork, making him even more of a badass than he already was. It's really a classic piece of filmmaking.
don siegel manages it to do everything wrong here: sloppy filmmaking such as no sense for timing, an awful dynamic, zero character development, lame shots and plotholes deeper than the mariana trench. best case scenario, this one could be read as a satire of how amateurish police work is done, facing a criminal that acts amateurish himself. but i highly doubt, that this is meant in such a critical way. in the end the story may reflect just the quality the movie was shot.
done right, this could have been a gritty masterpiece of the reactionary actiongenre of the 70ies/80ies. this way, it's just horrifyingly bad. +1/2 star for lalo schifrins score.
"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 kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and would blow your head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?"
That's all I should have to say. This is one gritty, badass fucking movie.
I'm a huge fan of the cinematography in this flick
Loved the "Play Misty For Me" easter egg in there! Hope I'm not the only one who caught it.
- not entirely sure why this one caught on as it did, prolly bc of public opinion re: catching the uncaught zodiac killer
- Don Siegel, like always, only delivers one or two great shots but misses out on everything else. very little of this movie is suspenseful bc of No Damn Camera Movement: he keeps the camera static & leaves out contextual information the audience could use to build a scene such as the elapse of time in the phone booth chase, that we have little idea of what's at stake (nobody shown, no girl, no perspiring mayor, no rapid succession of shots and near-failures, &c).
There's a reason why Dirty Harry is a classic, and that reason is Clint Eastwood. Eastwood gave one of the best performances in his career to date as Inspector Harry Callahan, one of the most endurable icons in action-thriller history. Harry Julian and R.M. Fink's script is economical and straight forward, focusing on the hunt for the nefarious Scorpio. It isn't that the film is a political or social statement, as has often been said; it's simply looking at a powerful, focused detective story featuring a bad-ass protagonist who is as driven as his quarry.
Don Siegel's direction is stylish and captures San Fransisco…
The Scorpio killer is the dad from Hellraiser..?! I wouldn't have recognised him in a million years...
Combined the average ratings (Critic's & Users) from IMDb, Rotten Tomatoes, Metacritic and Letterboxd, and then weighted and tweaked the results…