Year: 1988 (USA)
Genre: Action/Hostage Film
Directed: John McTiernan
Stars: Bruce Willis, Reginald VelJohnson, Bonnie Bedelia, Paul Gleason, William Atherton, Alan Rickman, Hart Bochner, Alexander Godunov
Production: 20th Century Fox
NYPD cop John McClane (Bruce Willis) has been having a bad
day. Not only is he at a Christmas party for a bunch of corporate nitwits and
not only did his attempt at reconcilement with his estrange wife (Bonnie Bedelia)
not work, now he has to deal with Euro-trash terrorists who have taken
everyone but himself hostage. To make matters worse, he’s in
Los Angeles for the holidays; Merry
Christmas. That in a nutshell is what
Die
Hard (1988) is all about, one ordinary guy put in an extraordinary circumstance,
making the best of a bad situation and picking off the bad guys, one guy at a
time.
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Dammit! Why is there one less of you than there was before?! |
Yet that simplicity, that clear-cut, no B.S. approach to unrecompensed
violence and explosions is exactly what makes
Die Hard so appealing. It’s a culture piece, an ambassador of
action-thrillers meant to make the pulse quicken. Not just a standard of
hostage film excellence but
the only
standard there is.
Surprisingly enough, no one had ever thought of making a
movie like
Die Hard before 1988.
There were smatterings of the idea in American westerns like
The Silver Lode (1954) and police
procedurals like
The Dirty Harry
movies (1971-1988). The screenplay for
Die
Hard is based on the novel
Nothing
Lasts Forever by Roderick Thorp so it’s not like an elongated hostage
situation is unheard of in literature. But it wasn’t until director John
McTiernan and writers Jeb Stuart and Steven E. de Souza put their collective
talents together did something like
Die
Hard truly pop into existence.
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It really is obvious when you think about it |
The tropes introduced in
Die
Hard would later become imperious parts of action-movie mayhem. A running
joke in
Hollywood
is using
Die hard as a common
descriptor for screenwriters to get their products produced. “It’s like
Die Hard only on a bus,” brought us
Speed (1994). “It’s like Die Hard but in
Alcatraz,” gave us
The Rock (1996) “It’s like
Die
Hard only on a battleship/train,” got us
Under Siege (1992) and
Under
Siege 2: Dark Territory (1995). Very few movies can lend themselves to
a rhetoric trick so easily.
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It's like Finding Nemo only shittier |
After the films release Bruce Willis, who had mostly done
comedy, rocketed to action icon status. He exemplified a new kind of hero, one
with frailties and fears, who occasionally freaked out and was limited. Bruce
Willis’s John McClane was not a muscular tough man like Arnold Schwarzenegger
and Jean-Claude Van Damme. He was a leaner, smarter, everyman kind of guy who
wasn’t above getting glass stuck in his bare feet. Later versions of John
McClane in the sequels would have him saving entire cities, surviving
helicopter crashes, jumping on trucks and jets, ship explosions; car chases,
and Justin Long. Yet the original John McClane is and will remain a symbol of
cowboy weltanschauung with a lack of pretension. “Yippie-ki-yay, motherf***er.”
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Want to see me save the world in Die Hard 6? |
Final Grade: A
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