The movie sequel. Much feared. Mostly maligned. But in some cases, pretty darned good and as good as, if not better than, the original. Also completely subjective, as you will see from my list of sequels that are as good as if not better than the original - in my totally subjective opinion.
There is so much to love about this film - Daniel Cleaver's sleaziness drops to wondrous new depths - but most of all, I just love the fact Bridget looks so bloody awful pretty much all the time. And that hideous dress at the end, and her hideous hair, and still our girl gets the divine Mr Darcy. Prediction: There will never be another sequel because the new Renee, from those scanty pics published a few months back, is too pretty to be Bridget. But it would have been neat having Daniel Craig as the new bloke at the end.
Oh, yes! The military, Christmas, Washington DC, an airport, a hijacking, politics, John McLane... Yep, it’s all here. And yet, despite the action and intrigue, and the cute stuff like the bromance between McClane and his Twinkie-eating, copper pal, Al, one of my best bits is where the shameless hussy at the airport counter suggests to McClane they go for a drink and he grins, holds up his hand with wedding ring, and says "Just the fax, Ma'am. Just the fax." Classy, McClane.
Both two and three. My fav movie trilogy ever, even though it’s kind of weird now with all that 2015 futuristic stuff. Heck, I'm still waiting for that great British drama series "Space 1999" to come true. I've had a hankering to wear a jersey-knit pantsuit ever since it aired back in... well, back in days of yore. But Back to the Future, all three of them, were just perfect and amazingly, there were no plot holes.*
The one with Philip Seymour Hoffman, one of those villains that makes the movie. Plus I love watching Tom Cruise do physical stuff like run. He's so fit and he runs so enthusiastically, and he does a bit of running in MI3. His best running scene of all time, though, was in The Firm when he was chasing his wife. That was some intense running. I was exhausted watching him. Most people openly hate Tom Cruise. I openly love him. And in a strange twist of fate... The trailer for the new MI, Rogue Nation, shows a bit with Tom, sans shirt, running... Be still, heart. Be still.
In one word (okay three) Linda Hamilton's biceps. Makes me want to pick up a dumbbell just thinking about her. There were even magazine articles at the time along the lines of “How Linda Hamilton went from powder puff to superhero” and “How you too can have Linda Hamilton biceps.” Edward Furlong was a really cute kid in this, and who can forget that scene where Sarah Connor is about to escape the asylum, lays eyes on the terminator, and turns to get back to that hellhole...
To be fair, this is not actually a sequel (this would, of course, be claiming it's a sequel to Casablanca). It's certainly not a sequel in the true sense of the word because a sequel to Casablanca would have, say Rick, maybe even Isla and maybe even Laszlo, post war, being freedom fighters some place else. Maybe a few decades later moonlighting for the Vietcong? But, you know, if you must split hairs on this, Play it Again, Sam does in fact open with Allan Felix (Woody's character) at the cinema watching the legit Casablanca. And while slapstick can be pretty touch-and-go, it's hilarious in this, and his hypochondria is, as always, brilliant, ("Have you ever had lithium and tomato juice?" "No, I haven’t personally, but another neurotic tells me they're unbelievable."). Plus there's a really young Diane Keaton and even though this is a 1972 movie, she wears some great clothes. And, although she's barely in it, Nancy (the the ex wife, played by Susan Anspach) is memorable.
"My lawyer will call your lawyer," she calls out to Allan as she heads off down the streets of San Francisco in her VW.
"I don’t have a lawyer," Allan yells back. "Have him call my doctor."
*If there were plot holes, I don't want to know. Ever.