Summary: In 1977, I was 7 years old, living in the outskirts of Chicago, in a town called Schaumburg. that year, winter gripped the chicagoland area more tightly than usual dumping a whopping 80+ inches of snow in our area. In addition to the outstanding adventures my mother an I had trekking to the local grocery store with a tobagan when the roads were a mess, I remember vividly, my mother being the little literal spark plug, providing jump starts to every car in trouble in sight. The bold WHITE LETTERS on a black rectangle, preparing for electrical battled READ: D-I-E H-A-R-D. Die Hard. An indellible vision that is emblazened on my memory even still to this day so man yyears later. 11 years later, in 1988, a different DIE HARD made an impression on me. A movie truly unlike any other, that has become the fusion point for action, mayhem, impossible odds and non-stop action. Die Hard, Directed by John McTiernan, starring Bruce Willis as the man truly, originally, in the wrong place at the wrong time, and Alan Rickman as a villain against probably all villains can be measured STILL. Ahhh, there's no doubt it, folks. 1988's theaters were a GOOD DAY to DIE Hard. It's time for the 2GuysTalking: PERSPECTIVE REVIEW of Die Hard, 1988, directed by John McTiernan here, on The 2GuysTalking Podcast Network
