Thursday, 6 October 2011

rolling thunder (1977) - john flynn

Rolling Thunder is meant to be one of Quentin Tarantino's favourite films, but l can't see why, as there is absolutely bugger all that's great about it. It's the usual tale of a family being killed, then revenge being enacted on the perpetrators, this time by two ex Vietnam prisoners. William Devane plays the main character, who discovers everything has changed since he has been away as a prisoner for seven years. Things gradually get worse from then on in, including losing his hand during torture. He ropes in (one handed obviously - ho ho ho) his old army buddy (a young Tommy Lee Jones) to go to Mexico, to kill the baddies with him, and he still has time to meet another (younger than his wife) woman. Classy man (mind you, he is kind of punishing himself and he has grown to love the rope/torture/agony while a POW). Plenty of violence and stereotypical Mexicans, but the film was pretty lousy.

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