“We can’t have monsters roaming the quiet countryside, can we?”
John Malkovich and Clint Eastwood stare each other down in one of the best ’90s thrillers, with the former a deranged assassin and the latter a carved-from-granite Secret Service agent.
The President of the United States is the one in the gun sites, but it’s the personal battle between two of Hollywood’s most-imposing thespians which rules the day.
Speaking with his customary growl in place, Eastwood is a man haunted by past failures, but damn sure he’ll stop at nothing to bring down his rival.
Wanna make his day?
