I hope you enjoy...
Red Dawn is 80s Americana at its most pure. It is paranoid, ridiculous, vicious, over the top with its violence, awesome as fuck, and hopelessly locked in an eternal struggle of ideology with some of the best bad guys ever, those dirty pink-o Commies bastards. It is completely unaware of itself, a truly unapologetic product of its time. It is the most beautiful piece of jingoistic American propaganda ever made, hands down. On the plus side, it is also the first time that we, the audience, were treated to seeing the pairing of two stalwart cinematic legends: Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey.
My Top 5 favorite things about Red Dawn
5. The Kids
Let's discuss them.
4. Powers Boothe
1. He's an Eagle driver.
2. He's bad ass, he obviously knows how to get the job done. After all, he did get three of them before they managed to shoot him down.
3. He's also a fun guy, laid back, y'know? You want to call him Andrew? No, no, no, no, my friend. It's Andy, pal, just Andy, his nickname, which is convenient, because Andy is short for Andrew.
In the film, Lea Thompson's young character is so hot for Lt. Col. Tanner, she could warm a bowl of chili between her thighs, but guess what? Even though he could have her, he doesn't, y'know why?
1. Because he's a God damn American hero, that's why.
And 2. Much like Max Power, you don't cuddle with Powers Boothe, you strap in and feel the G's!
3. The Beautiful Brutality
There is a scene early on in the characters' guerrilla war against the dirty rat-bastard invaders where they descend from their mountain holdfast in a screaming, frothing rush, dressed in their rotted Mall-bought finery with their dirt-encrusted faces, and bludgeon to death a trio of Soviet soldiers who are out for a day of sight-seeing and friendly companionship. Those dirty rotten commie bastards' sublime and relaxing day trip to the mountains ends in horror and blood and screams, their skulls smashed to slippery bits as they are stabbed to death with crudely carved weapons hacked from rock and tree by the once suburban, now feral children of Calumet, Colorado--a name that means: A North American Indian peace pipe.
Ha! Irony! Take that, you Commie bastards! America!
In your face, Russia!
2. Harry Dean Stanton
And man they do.
"What is this... Wolverine?" says an evil Russian guy. You can tell he's Russian right off the bat, because of his hat. He's also dumb, because he is not familiar with the local high school athletic club's mascot, but he finds out, oh yeah... he finds out... you bet your ass he finds out...
And you bet your ass we have this in the store,
(Well... not anymore...)
(Well... not anymore...)