Another weekend, another twelve potential blockbuster openings. Appointments have already been set to see Pixar's latest offering, Ratatouille (and if someone else wants to report back when we're done, take the reins) but today, I wanted to pontificate on the
quintessential American hero.
This post is inspired mostly in part by the opening of Bruce Willis' latest action installment,
Live Free or Die Hard... The genre focuses on the archetypal 'Lone Ranger'; a solo act, thrust unwillingly into the melee of action, who single handedly saves the day, throwing out (hopefully) amusing verbal quips and many well-placed punches along the way. Seeing as I'm a girl, and sometimes a girly girl at that, I have no expert grounding upon which to found my views on said manly men. Neither do I post this in a hate-boy, cynical "where are all the REAL manly men?!" matter. I only wish to tip my hat to those down-and-dirty guys that you trust will always win the fight. These are the men who are the most comfortable in dusty khaki, but if necessary, will don the impeccably tailored Italian suits (there, that's my girly side coming out, to show off their physiques that were acquired not by gym memberships, but pure chasing down the bad guys and beating them to pulps, hanging off mile-high beams, running after cars, etc.), but only as a means to an end, because the Italian suit usually ends up tattered and shredded by the end of whatever scene in which he donned it.
My addition to making these men "true" heroes is the smidgen of humanity they display... because face it, I
am a girl, and girls relate to humans they can actually converse with, or share some sort of empathy/affinity for anything. I'm not talking about gratuitous 'womanizing', but actual, real emotion.
In no particular order:

Because Bruce Willis inspired this post, he comes first. The more I see him, the more I like him. He's one of those guys that is hugely famous but yet under the radar? You don't see him doing stupid things in tabloids (not very often, anyway) and a guy who can pull off both dead psychiatrist and John McClane and keep that calm aura about him when cavorting with his ex-wife and husband-half-his-age demands my respect. There's something about the way he wields a gun that makes you just trust that whatever happens, even if he has no shoes and has to walk across a room of broken glass, he's gonna get you out alive. My favorite Bruce Willis movie is
The Fifth Element. The entire movie is completely wacky and unbelievable... except for Bruce. Even with his bleached blond hair. There are, for sure,
better Bruce Willis movies out there, but that is my one guilty pleasure.
He is quite capable of 'humanizing' moments, but my favorite in that movie is his watching the opera performance. His face is positively captivated and illuminated, by something he may have not had much exposure to, completely oblivious to Chris Tucker in a rose-infested unitard next to him
(yes, I just said rose-infested unitard). You believe that this guy is capable of deep, introspective musings on the meaning of life, and not just killing the next alien. Well you know. Sort of. The best parts are still when he rounds the corner with space guns blasting.
Indiana Jones. I was going to say "Harrison Ford", but his real-life personality sort of creeps me out... from making romantic movies with homosexual women to dating a human popsicle stick way too young for him
(and breathing really hard in all his movies), Harrison is a tad bit weird... but I love Indiana. Don't worry, I fully respect Han Solo and Jack Ryan and Dr. Richard Kimble.
Indiana though... The fedora! The whip! And then the "professor of archaeology" side that proves he also happens to be intellectually brilliant, and a preserver of anthropological history? Unbeatable combination. Plus, all the quotable lines from the third movie (that happens to include another manly archetype, Sean Connery, for whom I'll allow you to wax poetic, I'm running short of socially acceptable blogging space) make Indiana ("You are named after the DOG?!") a true American hero.
His 'softer' side is a little more rough around the edges, but you can sense his concern when he's trying to save a greedy Elsa from grabbing the Holy Grail. Ditto when the tables are turned and Sean utters a soft "Indiana. Let it go." Both men exhibit what I shall call the "aww" factor.

Daniel Craig's 007. I just watched
Casino Royale for the first time a few weeks ago, after hearing for months that it was fantastic. I'm always up for a slick, clean, fun movie (see "Gilroy" blog entry), which is what James Bond had sort of morphed into with Pierce Brosnan, but I had gotten a little tired of him. His Bond was always clean; even with a 'tattered' tuxedo you felt like they were spritzing his face with distilled mountain water and cologne between takes. But Daniel Craig! From the opening chase scene where you could tell that he was really leaping from building to building, and that yes, it hurt but he did it anyway, to the brutal torture scene (men, if you've seen it, you know, and if you haven't, you might want to fast forward it), Daniel Craig is a manly man through and through. And yes, his perfectly fitted tuxedo suit was utterly hot, but you believed that it was real blood on it later, when he came back and displayed his "aww" scene by sitting with the damsel in real distress under the spray of the shower, for however long it would take.

Will Smith. So okay, maybe this guy is on every girl's "He's so hot, I'm gonna marry him" list, but it probably wasn't for the Fresh Prince that did it. The role probably did, however, help hone his impeccable comedic timing, which is a killer combination with his mostly rough-and-rugged roles. He's coming out with some movie soon; the title of which I don't even know, but my friend leaned to me in the theater and whispered "Will Smith and sci-fi? I'm so in." He comes out of the fights a little cleaner and less brutalized than the above characters, but he definitely has the best lines. ("Ship all baaanged up... I could have been at a barbecue!!!" "Mazel tov, it's a boy...")
I'm trying to think of "aww" moments in his action movies, but the visual that keeps popping up in my mind is his portrayal of Chris Gardner in The Pursuit of Happyness, the night he spends with his son in the subway bathroom and the pain he's enduring. So maybe his action heroes don't cry (that I know of, anyway) but that enough proves his emotional capacity.
My final props is to MacGyver. Just because I posted this and it's my prerogative. Mullet and all.
I know I skipped the classic archetypes (Humphrey, Eastwood, etc.) but I haven't had much personal exposure to them. Please, enlighten me on all that I've been missing, and feel free to add to the list, both past and present heroes alike!!
Meanwhile, I'll be off watching Die Hard with a bunch of manly men...