11. MY MOVIES MIND PART 1 – DIE HARD

  

I’m a movies follower. I love a movie especially a science fiction and action movies. But It’s all depends to my instinct. I hate to read a reviews from the critics. There is a thin line between a good movies and the bad one. Some people like that movies but the critics condemn it. Many critics loved it but many viewers feel been cheated when looking at it! So, for me, I will always look it by myself and be my own critics. 

Now days, I had to limit my “passion” because of the limit of “good” movies. There are too many remake in action movies, no originality, there are too many based on the “true event” in horror/ghost movies, and there are too many like a “same movies” and love story from the same actor or actress. That’s why, I had to seek old movies, even their technology is back dated but the story is original!

Bruce Willis in action

My favorites all time action heroes are Die Hard (1998), directed by John McTiernan. The cast are Bruce Willis (the hero), Alan Rickman (the bad guy), Bonnie Bedelia (estranged wife). This perfect action movie doesn’t have anything to say about the state of the world. (at that time) It doesn’t offer much insight into the human condition (though the image of Bruce Willis walking on broken glass could be taken as a poignant metaphor for life’s little brutalities). 

Sometimes, movies are the perfect escapist medium, it will be then action movies are its purest expression, the best way known of for humanity to shake itself loose from the reality world. I don’t want to see myself reflected or understanding or honesty or intellectual insight. I want speed and intensity, wit and wisecracks, cartoon violence and things going “kebaboom!”. That why I want Die Hard.

Don't mess with hero's wife.

 The story is so simple, it’s incredible no one had thought of it before at that time: A group of terrorists invades a state-of-the-art skyscraper and takes the inhabitants hostage. Their only hope is a man locked in with them, yet free to roam, a lone hero who must pick off the bad guys one by one, arcade-game–style, until he reaches the Big Boss. Admittedly, there are precedents—Assault on Precinct 13 must have been an on-set favorite—but no one had told this tale with such streamlined precision before. It’s little accident that, in the wake of the film’s success, clones sprouted up like beans sprout almost overnight, from Die Hard on a boat (Under Siege) to Die Hard on a bus (Speed) and  Die Hard on a musical instrument (Grand Piano).

That said, even the highest of concepts will only work if all the elements are right, and Die Hard is a textbook case of everything falling into place. John McTiernan’s direction pulls no punches, and there are sequences swinging-through-a-window-on-a-firehose moment—that achieve something close to visually astounding. The script is crammed with humor and invention, and whoever came up with the idea of setting it at Christmas deserves a big medal. But of course, the winner in all this has to be Bruce Willis, who are from nowhere (well, from TV’s Moonlighting) onto the world’s stage, thanks to a combination of antiheroic self-mockery, battered but still macho and one very grubby T-shirt. Yippie-Ki-Yay Mothe*****r, indeed.