Die Hard
“Now I have a machine gun. Ho, ho, ho.” Often imitated but never duplicated, Die Hard has withstood the test of time to become firmly established in that hallowed pantheon of All-Time Classic Action Films. Its protagonist, John McClane, the wrong man in the wrong place at the wrong time, has become an archetypal action movie hero, the everyman answer to the muscle-bound question posed by the likes of Schwarzenegger and Stallone. Played to perfection by Bruce Willis, McClane was relatable precisely because he wasn’t indestructible and showed real vulnerability, both physical and emotional, despite his gruff and sometimes disheveled exterior. Forever the fly in the ointment of any thief or terrorist who happened to pick the wrong building, airport, or city to steal from or terrorize (not that there’s ever a right target for such activities), McClane was somebody the audience could cheer for because despite his flaws, he would always fight to the end. No matter how many times he was battered, bruised, beaten, or knocked down, he would pick himself up, bandage those wounds, and walk, limp,…