“I want you to stop me.”
Scuzzy hitchhiker Rutger Hauer lays it on the line for the kid who made the HUGE mistake of giving him a ride.
Toughen up, find some big-time cojones and put the gleeful psycho down hard, or he’ll just keep coming, leaving a trail of bodies along the backroads of America.
Is the killer man or myth, a real-life mass murderer, or an avenging angel wreaking havoc on helpless humans?
Director Robert Harmon and writer Eric Red offer clues, but leave the final decision to us, a superb mystery wrapped in a scream of anguish.
“Time to die…”
It is one of the most profoundly sad moments in film history, as Roy Batty, a replicant who is violent because that is how his masters made him, departs this mortal coil.
Delivering a searing monologue which he wrote himself, Rutger Hauer looms over badly-injured former cop Rick Deckard (Harrison Ford), who lies in a rooftop puddle.
“All those moments will be lost in time … like tears in rain.”
He’s talking about his own fragile dreams, but Batty could also be describing the memories of film fans.
Shards of cinema, here one moment, gone the next.