1986. Directed by Tony Scott
I've long held the opinion that this is not a great a film. It took a friend doing a recent review to make me come back to this and explore it from different angles.
As usual, I'm going to focus on different things rather than getting into specifics of plot, because, who hasn't seen Top Gun?
First, this film was the perfect drug for America during the Cold War. It's opening sequence depicting the perceived threat of wolves at the door and it's emotional toll on those who were defending our skies is masterful.
It's unabashed American machismo drenches every single shot. Every one. From the skies, to the bars, the volleyball court, and of course the bedroom, it's a love song to America through and through.
One thing that really struck me during this rewatch was Scott's attention to life. Maverick is the consummate hedonist and his love for excess, it's spoils and dangers, is the machine that drives the paint by numbers plot forward. I say paint by numbers here with respect. America needed this film at the time and it's predictable hero takes the day after overcoming adversity was the right prescription.
Every frame brims with life. Even Goose's death is really just a doorway to how the lives of those around him were impacted, The colors are vibrant, almost maddening. Everything is always in motion. Even during it's emotional scenes everything is still moving, defiantly resisting defeat and persevering towards American Greatness.
Yes, there are homo erotic undertones, but I concur with others in that while they exist, they are more part of the foundation of this film. Which, in the end is a love story between the guardians of America's skies and the country they defend.
To sum it up:
Great Balls of Fire!
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