Bruce Willis and I share something in common...

(No, Demi never really did anything for me.)

In the early 90s Bruce Willis and I both reached the conclusion that we were becoming inescapably bald and chose to deal with it in the same way. Admittedly he did it first. But when I saw that he looked ok and had the same shaped head as I did (I already knew we had similar male pattern baldness), I thought to myself, "Self!" And then I thought "Bruce Willis looks pretty good with it, maybe I will." So I did.

I'm reminded of this because that great 80s classic Die Hard is on TV. Back when Bruce was cool. And young. And had hair.

Seems like there have been a lot of 80s movies on lately. Earlier this week Tequila Sunrise was on - in HD no less - as if that somehow would compensate for a terrible script and even worse acting by a slicked-back Kurt Russell, a young pre-apocalyptic-and-anti-semitic-bile-spilling Mel Gibson, the cute-but-awful Michelle Pfeiffer, and a still-breathing Raul Julia.

The great part about 80s movies is their instant recognizability. The clothes. The styles (warm pastels - think "dusty rose"). The cinematography (moody soft focus and an over-reliance on lighting effects). But the best of all is the sine qua non of 80s movies, the abundant use of synthesizers in the soundtracks. Oh yeah, and that David Sanborn saxophone-laden schmaltz just when the boy kisses the girl. Barf-o-rama. Man that takes me back.

Anyway - that's all for now. Alan Rickman's just made his appearance as the irrepressible Hans Gruber, a guy who makes was Severus Snape look like a real pansy. It's his seminal performance as the bad guy with the British accent if you ask me. In fact... BLAM! There. He's just blown the back of a guy's head off.

Now THAT'S acting.

Yippee kai-yay, mother fucker.