Dedicated film fiend for over 50 years. I like them still, cool and mildly off putting.
What is it with Hollywood and it's dubious stance on the glories of the mining industry?
First there was "Temple Of Doom" then "A View To A Kill" and now this scurrilous slab of slander.
Honestly, the mining company here are woefully misrepresented as villains and cads.
Thankfully Sly deals to their Head of HR JCVD in a necessarily brutish consultation involving chunky chains and a dose of strangulation.
Better than "E1" but still a bloody dreadful waste of a classic action cast.
An absolutely majestic, joyous experience seeing this in the cinema for the 40th Anniversary. Everything here is on fire, from the youth and dynamics of Byrne and The Heads to the immaculate foot-step dancing of Tina Weymouth, the pure energy of singers Lynn Mabry and Edhna Holt and that sensational suit clearly borrowed for the evening from Jiminy Glick.
What really struck me this time round is just how beautifully cut this film is. Unlike so much cutting which revolves…