It's not Gregory Peck.
It's not Sir Laurence Olivier.
It ain't even James Mason.
It's Steve Guttenberg.
[SPOILERS]
Start the film with fifteen minutes of his hideous over-emoting. And then behold his brutal stabbing. Ignore the rest of the movie, forget all the Hitler-clonage, just watch those first fifteen minutes.
Best. Start. Ever.
Could only have been better if he had been eaten by Dobermans.
I don't know why this is in my head today, of all days. I rented it like a month ago for some research on a languishing comic script that I really need to get around to writing.
It's just a Guttenberg-stabbing kind of day.
1 comment:
You might think Steve is a lost cause, but I have hope.
Richard Dean Anderson didn't have much of a career after McGuyver, but then he cut back that mullet and has a successful career. Dreams can come true, even if you die in the first fifteen minutes.
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