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OK, let's settle this argument once and for all.  Die Hard is NOT a Christmas movie. Just because you set a movie at Christmas time, and insert a few genial "Merry Christmas"es into the film, and maybe put a guy in a Santa suit in it somewhere does not automatically give it the status of "Christmas" movie.  

I mean, you've got these lists of so-called "Christmas"  movies, like Lethal Weapon, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, L.A. Confidential and even Batman Returns, all of which are solid action and/or dramatic movies, but the connection to Christmas is tenuous at best. All of these movies would work just as well if the holiday in question  was Thanksgiving, or Easter or even Earth Day.  Maybe the events leading up to John McClane arriving in California to hook up with his estranged wife would have to be tweaked.  But it wouldn't detract from the actual plot.

I admit there are some good arguments for considering Die Hard a Christmas movie, especially the idea that McClane is solidly tying to promote family values by being present with his family on this hallowed holiday, but those same family values would not be out of place if he showed up on his kid's birthday.  (And the teddy bear he has in tow at the beginning would fit in just as well...)

But this movie was not a Christmas release at the time it came out.  It was firmly entrenched in that classic "summer blockbuster" portion of the Hollywood tradition, having been released on July 15. 1988.  Although, to be honest, 1988 doesn't seem to have been a banner year for that summer blockbuster theme.  Some of the other movies released that summer ( Big, Who Framed Roger Rabbit?, and Red Heat to name a few), probably would not be considered blockbuster material.  In fact, July 4th weekend saw the release of License to Drive, Arthur 2: On the Rocks and Short Circuit 2, neither of which seems like Hollywood expected 1988 to be a big year for the summer movie goer.

And neither Bruce Willis nor director John McTiernan lay claim to he fact that this is meant to be a Christmas movie. If the two major names behind it deny that it is one, doesn't that seem to imply that people have a wrong idea/? I  mean. if you want to pick this  movie as your go-to Christmas Eve tradition as opposed to, say, Miracle on 34th Street or one of the many versions of A Christmas Carol, both solidly Christmas movies, then go ahead, but trying to justify it by saying it's a "Christmas" movie is pure folly, in my opinion.

Given that, so why am I choosing to do this post so close to the day in question?  Because, despite my reticence to accept it as a "Christmas" movie, it's still a damn good movie.  And  besides, what says Christmas more than a bunch of terrorists being taken on by a one man army...?  All we need is Santa Claus to show up in camo with an army of commando elves.  And to celebrate the victory, a healthy dose of alcoholic beverages by the blazing fireplace afterwards... Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rum. Then we really could call this a "Christmas" movie.

 Besides Bruce Willis, who was just starting out in his film career, the film does have a cache of great actors in it.  Of course, everyone knows the fabulous Alan Rickman as the head baddie, Hans Gruber, made his first feature film debut.  But additionally we got what I like to call a big trifecta of memorable actors well known for playing "assholes". and/or villains.  

First we have Paul Gleason.  Gleason, of course, is well remembered as Assistant Principal Vernon in The Breakfast Club and Clarence Beeks in Trading Places, neither of which are very likeable characters.  Additionally, there is William Atherton, the jerk who tries to get the Ghostbusters group shut down in the film of the same name.  And Robert Davi, who here is the head of the F.B.I. was memoable, for me, as the villain in the James Bond film, Licence to Kill.

But that's not all.  Reginald VelJohnson, Carl from the TV series Family Matters, is a solid presence as McClane's ground contact during the siege.  Bonnie Bedelia. who I first saw in the 1979 version of 'Salem's Lot, is here as McClane's estranged wife. And one other character, Argyle, the limousine driver, is played by De'vereaux White.  He doesn't have the cache of roles that the others had, but, interestingly enough for me, he was the kid who tried to steal a guitar at Ray's Music Exchange in The Blues Brothers.

Most of the cast of others are of varying degrees of fame, but one other that I wanted to trow in in Al Leong.  Leong is a fixture in the kind of movies I like.  He appears in, among other movies, Big Trouble in Little China, Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure, Lethal Weapon, and The Scorpion King.  He's hard to miss even when he has a brief uncredited role.  He appears here as one of the terrorists (an Asian terrorist in a German terrorist group?  Well, not much less likely than an African American one, and there is one of those too.)

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The film opens with our hero, John McClane (Bruce Willis) arriving at LAX, bound for a reunion with his wife and kids.  We get the meat and potatoes of the situation in bits, since McClane is a man who likes to keep to himself, but apparently his wife Holly (Bonnie Bedelia) has taken the opportunity to expand her own career, despite John's ability to accept it.  She took on a job with the Nakatomi Corporation as an executive, which caused her to move with the kids to L.A. while John stayed behind in New York. (He's a NY cop, and a dedicated one at that.)

 

 

John is met by Argyle (De'voreaux White), the limo driver that Holly has sent to pick him up.  Even though Argyle tries to draw John out he's not very talkative.  Upon arrival at the Nakatomi Building Argyle offers to park the limo in the garage and wait to see how John's meeting with Holly works out, just in case he might need a ride to get a hotel in anticipation of a quick turnaround.

 

 

Fortunately, for those of us with a short patience for matrimonial drama, there is a quick change in scenery. At just a mere 17 minutes into the movie the terrorists invade the building and begin their onslaught.  The first of the victims is the security guard at the front desk, (because, after all, this whole thing can't go down if there is anyone who might throw a wrench into the terrorists' proceedings.)

The terrorists, led by Hans Gruber (Alan Rickman), quickly take over the Christmas party and take all those present as hostages.  He demands the security codes from the president of the corporation, but the man claims he doesn't know.  Whether he really does or doesn't we don't get to find out, because Hans has decided the man is uncooperative and therefore useless.  Victim #2.

 

 

Meanwhile, John, who has been winding down in Holly's office, hears the gunshots and realizes the s**t has hit the fan.  And now, the real meat of the film gets underway.  The third death in the movie, however, will not be an innocent hostage.  John takes out one of the terrorists and announces his presence to the rest of them.

 

 

Too bad that his first terrorist is the brother of one of the others.  That creates a bit of animosity that will crop up now and again over the course of the film.  Although Hans has a desire to take John alive, the brother has other ideas and often puts the entire endeavor in jeopardy.

While one of the terrorists (the electronics whiz) makes an effort to break down the security codes protecting the vault and Hans makes an effort to convince the hostages that he is a suave debonair and not entirely all bad kind of guy, the rest of the group makes an effort to track down this rogue would-be hostage who is making a mockery of them.  And not doing all that good a job of it at that.  There is a disparity of sides however.  The terrorists only have 11 guys to go up against John.  Probably needed to plan ahead a bit more.

Meanwhile, John, for his part is doing his best to get the attention of the authorities that something is not quite right at the Nakatomi Building.  He turns in a false fire alarm, but the terrorists manage to put the kibosh on that.  John tries to use the walkie-talkie he confiscated from the dead one dead terrorist he took out, but the police think it's just some joker.  They do send one squad car, manned by patrolman Al (Reginald VelJohnson)., but he determines there is nothing wrong, since the terrorist who took over the security guard position gives him the old "nothing wrong here" line.  But John manages to get their attention yet again when he shoves the dead guy out the window and it lands on Al's patrol car...  Now, John has their attention...

 

 

In comes the police headed by one of our resident Assholes-in-charge, Deputy Chief Robinson (Paul Gleason).  Robinson thinks he can handle the situation with a full-on raid on the building.  Not his best idea.  When things start to go a little south, the F.B.I. shows up, led by the second of our Assholes in charge, Big Jonson (Robert Davi).  And his ideas aren't much better.

 

 

Meanwhile, the third resident asshole, a smarmy "get the big story no matter what" reporter, Thornberg (William Atherton) is gumming up the works.  He eventually figures out who the fly in the ointment on the inside is, and who his wife is, and goes to try to get some of the story at the source by interviewing the kids of John and Holly.  (Yeah, that's going to put him in good graces with the parents...)

 

 

Of course, most of the movie involves John putting himself in harms way trying to take out the terrorists.  And I'm not exactly sure how many people end up dead in this film.  There are all of the terrorists, of course, and two of the hostages, but it is questionable how many of the police and F.B.I. guys end up dead.  Surely it doesn't come close to the body count in Rambo III (released the same year), but I would hazard a guess that the toll comes in the top 5 of movies released that year.  

Die Hard is definitely worth watching, especially if you like this kind of film.  However, I suggest if you want a family night movie for Christmas Eve, you are probably better off with It's A Wonderful Life.

The Plymouth ain't no limousine, but it is will get me home in style.  Drive safely, folks.

Quiggy