A couple months ago, ESPN's Bill Simmons came up with an amusing parlor game: if you pick any actor in history, NBA draft style, and on picking them you would win DVDs of every film they had every made, who would you choose first?
I thought for a bit. Then I thought a little more. And a little bit more. Then I realized I was an idiot: this wasn't a choice at all. Harrison Ford is number one, with all other contenders a distant, distant second.
Consider: with Ford, you get two of filmdom's greatest franchises, Star Wars and Indiana Jones. He also gets you The Fugitive, a great one-off action film, and the one-two punch of Patriot Games and Clear and Present Danger. But wait--there's more! American Graffiti, Working Girl, Witness--all Ford films. You even pick up Apocalypse Now, for goodness sake!
But here's the thing. Ford made a ton of classic movies, but nearly all--OK, all--of those films came up before the mid-90s. Ever since then, Ford has lurched from stinker to stinker like a drunken frat boy stumbling to his next kegger. Where did it go wrong? The Daily Beast investigates.
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