Night Of The Running Man Driver Who Finds

Night Of The Running Man Driver Who Finds

Former Brat Packer Andrew McCarthy is merely adequate as the lead protagonist - a cab driver who finds himself landed with 1 million worth in cash stolen from a Las Vegas casino.

In a nutshell, Night of the Running Man, is as far as I can tell the 90s much less haunting and serious version of No Country For Old Men.

With moments of odd melodrama coupled with clunky sex scenes, the film at least carries its weight by the sheer existence of its cat-and-mouse plot.

Andrew McCarthy as the scrappy down-on-his-luck cabbie and Scott Glenn as the T-1000 mad man chasing after him, are the two performances of note and make for some entertaining interactions.

Your first mistake was you took some money and you stopped running.

Your second mistake was you started thinking you were smart, when all you were was lucky.

Scott Glenn is a cold and calculating hitman assigned to hunt down cabbie Andrew McCarthy, who has come into possession of a million dollars of ill-gotten money.

The plot gets more than a little contrived, opting for a so-called lucky streak that seemingly gets McCarthys cabbie, Jerry Logan, out of hot water (in one case, literally) repeatedly, as well as snagging him a woman.

Its an action packed, cat mouse adventure, thats severely underseen.

Hes likable too, in a weird Scott Glenn is cool as fuck, kind of way.

John Glover is another baddie associate of Glenns, and I would be scared as hell if those two chased after me.

Andrew McCarthy smokes enough cigarettes to give Joe Camel lung cancer.

He ducks, dodges and weaves, as Glenn tries to murder his ass, and recover the million dollars Andrew found in the.

Scott Glenn is unreal as the baddie, and Andrew McCarthy proves goatees make you a better action star.

Dumb Luck and Curiosity Kills are two of the main themes of this exciting underseen action delight.

The sort of thing that nibbles away at the thriller aspect of the movie.

It isnt sharp or dark enough to fully flourish as some kind of wacky black comedy either, but it does have a few eyebrow raisers.

These crooks sure have inventive ways of (not) stopping our runner.

Scott Glen is a delight as the cold-as-fuck, terminator-like hitman and John Glover comes up with a juicy performance as his (not so) helping hand.

Add a lot of smokes and a likable Andrew McCarthy as the running man and you have a flawed, yet entertaining little midnight movie.

Soon enough McCarthys got the cash and hes off on a desperate scamper across L.A.s most affordable locations while trying to stay one step ahead of vicious mob fixer Scott Glenn.

This dumb little entry in the 90s noir canon hinges way too much on coincidences breaking McCarthys way (that the terrible script makes frequent references to his lucky streak doesnt make it any less lazy) and sizable leaps in logic (Glenns expense report and body count dont seem worth the effort for a mere million, even in 1995 dollars).

It was dumped straight to home viewing formats on its original release.

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