Directed by Michael Cimino
With the help of an irreverent young sidekick, a bank robber gets his old gang back together to organise a daring new heist.
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Eastwood & Bridges: a great duo that should have made at least five movies together
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Would've pulled the trigger on this way sooner if I had known it was mostly Eastwood and Bridges stealing cars, drinking beer and eating pistachio ice cream. Just hanging out, plotting heists, messing up constantly. Dudes rock, etc. That is until the very upsetting conclusion. :(
Nowadays, every movie about bank robbers has to have some ulterior motive where they need the money to pay for their daughter’s cancer treatment or some shit. But back in the day, it was ok for two sleazy assholes to just meet up and say “hey, I’m a sleazy asshole, you’re a sleazy asshole, we should just be sleazy assholes together and rob a bank.” And we’d cheer for them! Those were the days.
Clint Eastwood stars here once again as “my man crush for life”, but it’s a baby-faced Jeff Bridges whose charismatic young drifter provides the most entertainment, even if it does end on a somber note. Overall, Michael Cimino’s buddy-crime romp/offbeat comedy, his first and only film prior to The Deer Hunter, is a sufficiently fun time that’s definitely worth checking out.
Clint Eastwood and Jeff Bridges on the search for the perfect pistachio ice cream encounter rabbits in the car trunk, a homicidal George Kennedy, homicidal department store dogs, and tales of putting cocks in hands as pranks. There are very few survivors.
Clint Eastwood is SO LIKEABLE in “Thunderbolt and Lightfoot”! If you're only familiar with the older, grouchy Eastwood, you might be surprised to see him as the charming and fun-loving outlaw “Thunderbolt.”
In the opening scene, we learn that his preacher character is actually a bank robber. This storyline sounds familiar because he has portrayed this type of character before. Thunderbolt is on a quest for redemption through living a righteous life, but trouble always finds Eastwood, and that's part of the appeal of his movie star persona. He is ever the reluctant hero.
This role represents a change of pace for Eastwood, as he plays a laid-back character with a great sense of humor. He is rolling with the…
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(segundo encontro com Michael Cimino, há mais de 20 anos)
Nos melhores momentos da vida - os mais fortes, os mais transcendentes -, é comum se pensar "caralho, que surreal eu estar aqui".
E, no entanto, não dá nem para dizer que abusam do conceito de surrealismo, uma vez que ele permanece majoritariamente incompreendido: em algum ponto da história cultural do séc. XX, após o impulso dos Breton e dos Apollinaire, surrealismo virou sinônimo de esquisitismo vulgar. A recusa da lógica e do esquematismo em algum ponto foi transformada em uma nova lógica e caducou em um novo esquematismo.
O surrealismo verdadeiro, o que descrevi no primeiro parágrafo, é o que vemos em estado bruto nos 5 minutos finais de…
An accurate description of how quickly guys can become friends in just five minutes.
The Man with No Name begins to fade. Cimino strikes me with a sensitive chaos, and the ride becomes at once almost intimately epic journey, searching for its own identity. The structure, the narrative itself are a bit lost but charismatically (and intentionally) so, which is why I don’t feel the need to complain about it too much. Eastwood's and Bridges chemistry is the driving force here.
Bridges earned himself an Oscar nomination from this film, and I have to say his character becomes really fascinating once you start looking at it outside of the “just a fun buddy heist” movie setup. The whole nature of…
I’ve always heard about this movie but never caught up with it… forming a word of mouth image in my head of as dope road/heist/hangout movie with vibes for days, Jeff Bridges killing it, and George fucking Kennedy. I’m happy to report its just as good as I hoped it would be and constantly interesting… the perfect hazy day couch movie that makes time feel like it doesn’t matter—I loved it.
Someone on here mentioned that the banner for this movie on Letterboxd sums this movie up perfectly and I couldn’t agree more.
Vulgar snickers and melodrama for scumbags.
This cast gives me the vapors.
“Thunderbolt and Lightfoot” sacrifices Clint Eastwood’s steely charisma at the alter of a paisley-clad clown in the form of Jeff Bridges.
In a shock to no one; Eastwood never made another film for United Artists or director Michael Cimino again.
For the audience though, “Thunderbolt” is a charming treat of a road trip heist film about some guys that will go to just about any lengths to avoid working a normal 9-5 job.
Cimino, better known for his mid-career bombast, proves in his debut feature what the first third of “Deer Hunter” would confirm years later; he’s best when he’s just showing a bunch of dudes hanging out.
The plot pairs Bridges’ young con ‘Lightfoot‘ with Eastwood’s ‘Thunderbolt,’ an overly-seasoned…
Fun, breezy, confident crime picture/road comedy, buoyed by great chemistry between Eastwood and Bridges (the latter particularly good as an affable ne'er-do-well who lives in the moment) and some beautiful Montana vistas. Has a really unusual tone, somewhere between a goofy, knockabout lark and an affection for these outlaws that's oddly tender.
An undervalued
and ceaselessly
commendable,
forgotten classic.
Should truly be
as well known as
The Deer Hunter
(same goes for
Cimino's Sunchaser).
So what if I told you there's a pretty enjoyable heist/buddy comedy movie starring a young Jeff Bridges and a not-so-grumpy-actually-pretty-happy Clint Eastwood? Well, there is!
The chemistry between our two leads instantly works out, which is good news as that's really the anchor of the film. The way they are introduced and the whole thing plays out almost feels ahead of its time, feeling less in tone with pictures from that era and more like an 80s flick in the same vein as Midnight Run but with a few more violence and blood.
My only nitpick with this movie is that while in tone doesn't fee like a 70s movie, in pace it does. And not in a good…
