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WHO'S WOO

I could only handle about half an hour of this picture: Face/Off (1997).

It is a John Woo thriller starring Travolta and Cage. Joan Allen is the wife. Right there we have an indication of how things are going to work. Joan is a sufferer.

The thing is about assumed identity. Travolta the cop assumes Cage's face to get Cage's brother to spill about where and how a bio-bomb will let go over LA.

Why is it always LA? What is it that makes us such a target? Are the villains all New Yorkers? Is that it?

Anyway, I could see the arc of the plot in the first half hour (there was a pretty wild chase scene to start the film off) and I wanted no part of it. I could see that Cage would then somehow get Travolta's face and then start harassing Joan Allen and that they would then meet in the middle somewhere.

I could also see the cute disparities in persona that each guy has in the beginning and could imagine each actor taking the other one's thing on.

Again. No thanks.

Did I mention that it begins with Travolta's terminally cute son getting shot on a carousel by Cage who is trying to hit Travolta. No I didn't. See. You won't want to watch it either.

I won't rate this when Netflix asks me.

How did it become a Best Film? Well it was only the first of two four-years-apart lists and I assume that some critic was still high on the bouncing cars and all. After four years, they bumped it for another current genré favorite which will not be on the next list they put out.

It is a nice poster though.