Die Hard goes to Washington, with a hot, young hero. There's not much else to be said about the absurd and bombastic summer blockbuster. John Cale was only trying to win over his daughter's affections by taking her on a tour of the White House. Little did he know that he'd be fighting for his life - and the President's - before nightfall.
Honestly, I didn't even want to dignify the film with a post - it's popcorn fare, what else is there to say about it? One or two decent jokes, and thank God for Aussie Jason Clarke as a black-clad baddie. His American accent is excellent, and his blue eyes are a welcome distraction from... the rest of the film. Seriously, Hollywood, stop making the bad guys so attractive!
That's all.
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