The Killer Elite (1975)
James Caan and Robert Duvall are friends-turned-enemies who fight, let me quote Wikipedia, "a proxy war over a foreign dignitary in the streets of San Francisco". It's directed by Sam Peckinpah and the plot is almost as inscrutable as his later The Osterman Weekend. Sam was good with cowboys and with soldiers, but always fumbled around mercs and the CIA. Kinda like when Michael Mann makes a movie that isn't about cops and robbers. Here Bobby betrays Jimmy, who nurses himself back to peak by learning kung fu, then teams up with Burt Young and Bo Hopkins for that proxy war over a foreign dignitary in the streets of San Francisco. The whole thing is more farcical than gritty, and the surreal climax takes place on board the Naval Reserve Fleet, with the trio toting UZIs and mowing down ninjas in slowmo. I don't think the movie quite lives up to the promise of its venerable two-hander, but I'll take bizarre over boring.

James Caan and Robert Duvall are friends-turned-enemies who fight, let me quote Wikipedia, "a proxy war over a foreign dignitary in the streets of San Francisco". It's directed by Sam Peckinpah and the plot is almost as inscrutable as his later The Osterman Weekend. Sam was good with cowboys and with soldiers, but always fumbled around mercs and the CIA. Kinda like when Michael Mann makes a movie that isn't about cops and robbers. Here Bobby betrays Jimmy, who nurses himself back to peak by learning kung fu, then teams up with Burt Young and Bo Hopkins for that proxy war over a foreign dignitary in the streets of San Francisco. The whole thing is more farcical than gritty, and the surreal climax takes place on board the Naval Reserve Fleet, with the trio toting UZIs and mowing down ninjas in slowmo. I don't think the movie quite lives up to the promise of its venerable two-hander, but I'll take bizarre over boring.

