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The interesting thing about “Mad Max” (1980) is that Max is only mad for a few scenes at the end of the film. Talk about a slow buildup. It’s a cheaply made, poorly acted, abysmally edited cross between a police procedural and a sci-fi flick. And don’t get me started about the sound editing. It’s full-bore, Spaghetti Western quality (who knew Australian needed to be dubbed into English?). All that adds up to the perfect B movie, which is why it was such a cult classic, why it spawned a big-budget franchise and why it made Mel Gibson a star.

There are some halfway-decent actors doing a good job with interesting characters in “Force of Nature” (2020). Emile Hirsch is a cop with PTSD, Mel Gibson is a salty, retired NYPD cop who knows Hirsch’s backstory, and Kate Bosworth is Gibson’s slightly-less-salty doctor daughter. Unfortunately, the plot is moronically half-baked (crime gang going after Nazi plunder during a Puerto Rican hurricane, with narration from some idiot weatherman or DJ or something). Ultimately, it becomes a trying-to-escape-the-bad-guys story. I wish someone would have helped Bosworth, Gibson and Hirsch’s characters escape to a different movie so I could have watched that instead.

Did the psych team at the LAPD ever pursue the possibility that Riggs wasn’t crazy but was merely suffering psychotic episodes due to the weight on his brain from that huge, feathery hairdo? I mean, he’s one pair of latex pants away from being lead singer in a metal band. But I digress, which, thankfully, is something “Lethal Weapon” (1987) never does. Mel Gibson and Danny Glover’s tightly constructed, opposites-attract buddy-cop flick became a blockbuster and spawned sloppy sequels thanks to their chemistry (Danny’s buttoned-down, Mel’s unwound) and the fact that it’s fast-paced and not overambitious with the plot twists.