Friday, 23 January 2015
Hard Boiled (1992)
Six minutes in and we know we're safely in the hands of an action master as the first perfectly choreographed gun battle begins in slo-mo, with guns akimbo and bodies flying all over the place. John Woo really is a master at filming gun play and making everything seem so elegant. In his world there is a grim beauty in death.
If there's one fault with the film it's Woo's usual over-reliance on slow-motion. Enough John! Leave it for the fight scenes, we don't need it in a library!
With its synth and jazz-funk score, neon, city streets, the sea, and blue lighting, I'm surprised that Michael Mann hasn't remade this yet.
Original letterboxd review