Falstaffian fustilarian’s review published on Letterboxd:
A movie about the deaths of four men: a Mexican assassin who is shot to death; a Palestinian terrorist who dies in an unplanned explosion; a French husband who dies while talking about his wife; an Irish mobster who dies the moment he announces his retirement. Because of this moral symmetry, Sorcerer transpires like a flammable Canterbury tale.
The psychological condition of bare Being-towards-death is its main focus. Friedkin comes very close to the hypnotic frenzy of Aguirre, Wrath of God four or five times.
Lots of impressive fire, blood, rain, steel, rubber, and wood.
Roy Scheider from bondage will not deliver Roy Scheider, turns out.