Escape from L.A.
The anarchist’s cookfilm.
The crappy CGI and wild plot still holds up, “welcome to the human race”. The treatment of Carjack Malone is racy, but fair for its day, this is pre-woke.
I like everything about this:
- “The name’s Plissken”
- The ending where Snake chooses to EMP the world, using the “world code” (666)
- Peter Fonda surfing a tsunami
- That basketball scene that bring a new meaning to “shot clock violation”. I heard a sample of this on a music track, so YouTube has probably taken down every copy, so here’s the scene in French or Spanish.
- Map-to-the-Stars Eddie!
- “Call me Snake”
- “The One”
It builds on everything from Escape from New York, but bigger and bolder.
Not again: a president condemns some kid to die to save his political career.
The most glaring satire targets are both Patty Hearst’s lipstick socialism, and Sendero Luminoso, hard-left armed struggle types. This is an anarchist flick through and through, can’t believe they did not credit the script to Bakunin.
They even though Disney would go bankrupt after opening the park in Paris, oh sweet summer child.
W8, Chad “John Wick” Stahelski was a stuntman in this? Maybe the surfer, or some dude at Disney? Wild.
This is my place for ramblings about sequences of images that exploit the human visual limitation know as persistence of vision.