The Dead Pool
Even though it’s not a great Dirty Harry film, it’s still an hyper competent cop film, with memorable scenes, like the RC car chase. Beats Deadpool by a mile.
Harry is much more mellow now, the chiefs are still angry, but that stretches believability, this has happened before again and again. He accepts the partner with nominal complaints, but they bond right away. He also bonds very deeply with the journalist, after the contractually mandatory “starting on the wrong foot” scene.
The plot itself is basic, with a simple twist, failing to grow besides perfunctory scene holder: the film crew organises a dead pool, but then those people start dying under mysterious circumstances. It all points to the director of the film, but it turns out it’s a stalker nutjob in the end. Classic Hollywood meta-plot.
The cast is chock full of future known faces: the director is Liam Neeson, and his SFX technician is Cruella DeVille’s goon. The prima donna actor is a “James Carrey” playing the classic Jim Carrey flamboyance (this has to be on of his earlier roles). Besides Eastwood himself, all other characters have no time to shine. Lurking around in the background is Slash and the rest of the Guns and Roses.
This is my place for ramblings about sequences of images that exploit the human visual limitation know as persistence of vision.