Escape from L.A.

Escape from L.A. ★★½

2013: Los Angeles

The Hollywood sign burns in the most prophetically symbolic image from one of the more relentlessly silly Carpenter exploits. I've often assumed (or maybe read) that Carpenter was happier when he wasn't making horror flicks. I know he mostly dismisses Christine, which I consider his unsung masterpiece especially as I'm currently obsessing over it once again while reading Hell Hath No Fury: The Making of Christine.

Snake Plissken doesn't really grab me. Strong and silent is more Clint's game and I think Roddy Piper and James Woods were more likable and more badass in their respective Carpenter outings. The early CG has a kind of charm and so do the appropriately tacky set. Carpenter might have been hitting too many bongs, yet semi-consciously he still delivered a hippy trippy sense of where L.A. was actually going. Only shy a decade.

Had to laugh hard during the BB watch-along on Locals. Joker was totally convinced that he was watching a genuine T-boy and not Pam Grier with voice modulation.

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