Every film that has ever been nominated for an Academy Award in any category. Enjoy!
Only one will survive.
An antiterrorism agent goes under the knife to acquire the likeness of a terrorist and gather details about a bombing plot. When the terrorist escapes custody, he undergoes surgery to look like the agent so he can get close to the agent's family.
Walk into this expecting subtlety and you're in trouble. Walk into this expecting cheesy, retarded fun and you'll be just fine.
See, this film does something quite extraordinary. It takes an absolutely ridiculous gimmick, seemingly created just to have an absurd action packed impersonation contest and it makes it work.
This has absolutely nothing to do with the script, because it is just really poor. It is overlong, has some cringe worthy dialogue and is riddled with annoying static in the narrative. It works because of Woo, Travolta and Cage.
Travolta and Cage clearly understand the power of 'having a good time'. They embrace Face/Off's insane premise with admirable passion and enthusiasm. And as silly as it all is, I…
My face itches...
If there was ever to be a single film that encapsulates that superficial, machismo-laden, frat-boy popcorn flick that seemed to pervade the last half of the '90s, Face/Off gets my vote as its ambassador. Along with Independence Day, the first Mission: Impossible, and countless others, a new style of blockbuster had emerged - hyper-stylized, overly-polished, and seemingly allergic to any rational thought among the characters that populate them. Underneath it all, there was a sense of almost-invincible optimism running through pre-9/11 Hollywood. The action/exploitation flicks of the late '70s and '80s were buffed to a near-blinding sheen, and while they added nothing to the idea of cinema as art, by god, but weren't they a blast.
"Please tell me what planet I'm on!"
"It's like looking in a mirror. Only... not."
An unbelievable amount of explosions.
Some of the most well-choreographed gunfights I've seen.
Yeah, this is just too awesome for words.
Film #72 of Project 90
”Well, if you are Sean Archer, then I must be Castor Troy.”
John Woo was a very brave director to accept such a radical and crazy screenplay, Face/Off’s story is so bizarre that it can easily turn into a parody of itself but Woo not only handles the film’s exciting and energetic action scenes with determination and a masterful precision but he also manages the moral and emotional sides of the story very well, actually what enables the film to be so powerful and so entertaining is that Woo somehow finds a way of developing his two main characters with much delicacy and turns them into believable human beings, he uses the moral challenges which…
Quite the double feature to go with Eyes Without a Face.
We’ve got Cage acting as Cage, Travolta acting as Travolta. We've got Cage acting as Travolta and Travolta acting as Cage. So essentially that is two actors portraying each of their character and also each other’s. Ain’t that cool? We’ve got helicopters ripping apart Airbuses, Airbuses crashing into hangars, the electrifying rain of sparks and the massively stupid plan(yeah let logic get fucked. Don’t even bother about the story. It has got holes as big as a passage for Planet Jupiter). We’ve got Magnetic boots and a magnetic field prison where riots are enjoyed like in Fight Club. We’ve got Cage wanting to burn his face. We’ve got Travolta…
Been meaning to watch this one forever. It's almost interesting how bad this is - some of that is because it's out-of-date, but it's mostly just bad. Travolta is typically bad, the action is too cutty and uninteresting, and there's this weird thing the characters do where they touch each others faces? Way too long as well.
I certainly enjoyed it as a bad movie, though it appears that it was very well-regarded when it came out? This thing just feels like Michael Bay movie with more personality and poorer visuals.
Bizarre and so much fun. It's absolutely awesome in its mentalness. Love it.
Split second before the "Produced By" credit, Travolta throws on his jacket and leaves his office with a deep 'whoosh' sound.
A second before the "Written By" credit, Cage leaves his car and has his jacket flutter in the wind with a deep 'whoosh' sound.
"szeretem a húsos barackot"
Woo's patented sentimental, over-the-top flourish struggles to shine through the rote plot and dozens of action sequences, but when it does, it's solid entertainment. Sadly there's far too little interaction between Travolta/Cage and Cage/Travolta (especially considering that's what the film is remembered for) and too much substandard action movie fluff, so it feels less like the campy cult thriller it's known as and more like a routine cops-and-crooks romp with some serious scenery chewing.
There's one moment in this otherwise gloriously goofy action epic that has always bugged in ways both positive and negative. It's the moment towards the end of the shoot-out in Dietrich's (Nick Cassavetes) loft in which Sean-as-Castor (Nicolas Cage) basically swings toward Castor's brother, Pollux (Alessandro Nivola), while he's waiting for him on the roof of the building and essentially knocks him through the glass ceiling and to his death, right in front of Castor-as-Sean (John Travolta). One can understand Sean's angry state of mind when he does this, having just witnessed a slew of violent deaths (including Dietrich's) on top of meeting Castor's long-suffering ex-girlfriend Sasha (Gina Gershon) and their son, Adam; and sure, the "eye for an eye"…
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Some decent action sequences but generally cliché Woo.
- The Racket
- 7th Heaven
- Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans
- Chang: A Drama of the Wilderness
- A.I. Artificial Intelligence
- Forrest Gump
- Iron Man 3
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