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Went back to the early 90s and watched In The Line Of Fire. 8/10. I wasn't blown away or anything but, goddamn, Malkovich at his bombastic, creepy best, and Clint doing his thing is always a pleasure.
Rene Russo is in it too. She holds her own with Clint and some of their earlier scenes in particular definitely wouldn't sit well today, but are absolutely fucking hilarious. And it made me sad that Rene's "type" doesn't really exist anymore. I guess you could argue the likes of Charlize Theron fill that void but she's almost too big of a name.
Maybe a bit long but it moves briskly enough. I love the idea that while the Malkovich and Eastwood characters have plenty in common, Clint never buys into it. Any time Malkovich tries to find a middle ground between the two, Clint is like, "Nah fuck off you greezy creep," and pays it little mind after that. While the character has his doubts, he never has that overwrought crisis of confidence where he's like "MAYBE I'M THE BAD GUY."
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