Of course, there's a terrorist scheme in the fourth Die Hard, something about a spurned patriot's warped bid to expose the weakness of our hackable homeland security. But the real intrigue has to do with whether McClane — "a Timex watch in a digital age," says the lead baddie (Timothy Olyphant) — can log in to 2007. This is nothing new for the geezer blockbuster. An arthritic Rocky Balboa was sweating computer simulations of his slugging ability last winter, and Firewall had Harrison Ford climactically futzing with an iPod. As for Willis, wasn't it nine summers ago that he stubbornly fended off Y2K with jumbo drill bits in outer space while guarding daughter Liv Tyler's virtue against the advances of frat boy Ben Affleck?
Maybe McClane, in '80s action par-lance, is too old for this shit. But at least he's blessed to have youth in tow; his new partner is a twentyish hacker from Jersey who has inadvertently helped the villains get a virtual leg up. So as the bad guys plot a nationwide blackout by computer, the digitally challenged McClane mans the old reliables — pistol, CB radio, various motor vehicles and what's left of his wit(s) — while the kid (Mac pitchman Justin Long) remains exclusively in charge of code breaking, which means he's often seen at a keyboard flipping his bangs and typing really fast. Would you believe these two don't get along at first?
We're far from the original Die Hard, now a model of restraint and even characterization. Whereas regular-guy McClane was afraid of air travel in '88, these days he's possessed of the kind of superhuman calm that comes with a $20 million paycheck and a sizable piece of the back end. As much as any Rocky bout or Mel Gibson film, the Die Hard series remains predicated on the spectacle of its hero's battering. But Willis' newly cultivated Zen is such that swinging into the side of an elevator shaft looks no more fatiguing to McClane than an intense session of Bikram yoga.
The first three Die Hards are full-on disaster movies with towering infernos, crashed airplanes and a Manhattan on red alert, but the threat in the post-9/11 installment is virtual. The baddies' would-be panic-inducing broadcast of a blown-up U.S. Capitol won't much rile anyone who saw Independence Day. And though McClane's young sidekick comes on like a junior Chomsky ("The news is completely manipulated!"), everybody knows by now that fear is little more than must-see TV.
Maggie Q's particular menace can be put down with another PG-13 quip (she's a "little Asian chick, likes to kick people"), but the trickier challenge in Live Free is familiar to our listless hero: getting Lucy, like Mom in '88, to go by the last name McClane. Whatever she decides, Dad is really going to have to live freer or die harder next time.
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I always have a hard time telling if The Pitch movie reviewers ever like a movie. I think the struggle can be found in the extremely long, wordy reviews that do little more than show the writers' use of their Word of the Day calendar. Maybe The Pitch could benefit from having someone other than an English Lit grad do the reviews. �Bikram yoga� � seriously? � I�ll have to try it out to see if people there truly show a physical challenge better than Bruce Willis did. I'm sorry to say, but I can't relate.
I really liked Live Free or Die Hard. It was very entertaining and although a couple of action scenes were borderline unbelievable, there were lots of �Wow� moments. The movie had plenty of good punch lines without seeming slapstick. I liked the villain, and it felt refreshing not having to see bullets pass through a body in slow motion with blood shooting out like a fire hydrant (we get the picture). I wasn�t sure if a Die Hard movie could be PG-13, but I was not shortchanged when I left the theater.
I always have a hard time telling if The Pitch movie reviewers ever like a movie. I think the struggle can be found in the extremely long, wordy reviews that do little more than show the writers' use of their Word of the Day calendar. Maybe The Pitch could benefit from having someone other than an English Lit grad do the reviews. “Bikram yoga” – seriously? – I’ll have to try it out to see if people there truly show a physical challenge better than Bruce Willis did. I'm sorry to say, but I can't relate. I really liked Live Free or Die Hard. It was very entertaining and although a couple of action scenes were borderline unbelievable, there were lots of “Wow” moments. The movie had plenty of good punch lines without seeming slapstick. I liked the villain, and it felt refreshing not having to see bullets pass through a body in slow motion with blood shooting out like a fire hydrant (we get the picture). I wasn’t sure if a Die Hard movie could be PG-13, but I was not shortchanged when I left the theater.
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