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The Soviets have developed a revolutionary new jet fighter, called "Firefox". Naturally, the British are worried that the jet will be used as a first-strike weapon, as rumours say that the jet is indetectable on radar. They send ex-Vietnam War pilot Mitchell Gant on a covert mission into the Soviet Union to steal Firefox.Written by
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[after a moment's thought]
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"Firefox" is without a doubt one of the best non-Dirty Harry movies I have ever seen Clint Eastwood star in. And I've seen quite a few.
As Mitchell Gant, Clint helps the US smuggle a super-secret Russian fighter craft out of its hangar deep in the heart of Russia and fly it over to our side. Of course, it's not as easy as it sounds, what with Gant having recurring flashbacks to a harrowing experience in Vietnam (PLOT POINT - why did they have an obviously traumatized vet like Clint head up a sensitive assignment like this? Oh well....).
In fact, there are two stars to this one. Clint, of course, and that sleek, black dream machine of a MIG that he commandeers. The scene where the camera and Clint circle the plane is almost like a car commercial (all that's missing is Ricardo Montalban talking about its 'rich Corinthian leather' interior).
Other than the loving detail between the two leads, however, everyone else is either an empty-headed caricature or an overplayed buffoon. Either way, it's just filling time until Clint and his ride meet the next harrowing obstacle they must overcome. And there's quite a few.
Does Clint finish the job in the end? Is all made safe for the Cold War-era world as we know it? Did Clint direct and produce as well as star in this one? Yep, so I think you know the answer already. But it's not the destination as much as the trip getting there, if you know what I mean.
Nine stars and a side of borscht for "Firefox"; the best movie ever made in which Clint speaks Russian.
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