Let’s put Dirty Harry in New Orleans. And make him a perv. What do we get? “Tightrope,” a creepy 1984 thriller. Creepy in a bad way. Instead of Clint Eastwood shooting all the suspects as he cracks the case, he’s doing all the victims as the case cracks him. Did I mention he’s also a divorced dad with two little girls? We keep bouncing back and forth from hookers and bondage to daughters and bonding. Nice. As in not nice. Also, it’s got all the usual Clint/Harry stuff: jazz music, long zoom-ins and zoom-outs over the city, blah, blah, blah.

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