If you’re an avid reader of my High 5s, and let’s face it, who isn’t, you’ll know I don’t like Christmas. People are angry. They are stressed out. They spend far too much money on gifts and over extend themselves. Its painful to watch. Now, that’s not to say I want to eradicate the holiday. I enjoyed the hell out of it when I was a kid, but now that I’m older I can see behind the curtain. Around this time TV stations start running the same holiday movies over and over and over and over. If I actually watched TV anymore it would be nerve racking. So here we go, my 5 favorite Christmas movies.
[face of a franchise presents two individuals that’ve fulfilled the same role. your task — choose the better of the two and defend your choice in the rancor pit that is the comments section]
John McClane is a goddamn bad-ass. From the late 1980s to the mid-1990s, McClane made a point to periodically run through a Die Hard flick in the hopes of averting disaster and making clever quips. Towers? Airports? An entire city? No matter the intended terror-target, McClane never shirked from responsibility, even if it meant working through a bombastic hangover.
However, part of what makes the Die Hard trilogy so fun is the fact that John McClane never has an easy go of his adventures. By the end of each movie, Bruce Willis looks more like a broken-spirited vagrant than any sort of wealthy restauranteur. The truth of the matter is that McClane is always outmatched by his enemies, and as such he has to get the piss beaten out of him before he can save the day.
So who of McClane’s foes are the most formidable? Which motherfuckers stick in the craw most? Well, the honor has to go to the Gruber Brothers.
Another Wednesday, another set of High 5’s. Hit the jump for more.
Oh shit! I totally forgot that there’s a new Die Hard in the works. Well, there is, and John McClane’s son has finally been cast. It isn’t Aaron Paul. Bummer time.