Tony is the man. Graduated filters and a wonderfully energetic score really give the film a fantastic feel. The way that this thing is put together, the flying has an almost sexual energy to it, and of course the whole film has a thin layer of homoeroticism to it.
Drama between characters is authentic, dialogue is sharp. Wonderful cast and pretty good performances all around. A young tom Cruise, despite his crooked smile, exudes the perfect balance of machismo and charm. Skerritt, Ironside, and Tolkan were all made for this movie.
Those portrait-style credits are fantastic. Predator, which came out a year later, did the same thing. How come they don’t do that anymore? Maybe the weak characters in today’s movies would make those kinds of credits laughable?
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