This is a cerebral, 25-year-old film that follows the blueprint for today’s endless glut of superhero movies.
The Kid ’n Play rap number puts a visual representation on the film’s strongest asset: soundtrack-derived nostalgia.
Patrick Doyle’s wondrously bombastic score sounds as if Franz Waxman were scoring a slasher movie.
The ingrained self-hatred of its characters reflect outward toward those who remind them of themselves.
Men at Work is patient zero for the plague of Charlie Sheen movies that infected the 1990s.
It asks us to immediately bond with and root for these criminals as the good guys despite knowing almost nothing about their motivations.
The Dead Pool plays like a greatest-hits collection of Dirty Harry movie elements.
You gotta love Ralph Bellamy. In addition to having a reputation as an all-around nice guy and consummate professional, he ended his career on an odd, fascinating note.