Back in the day an audiences appetite for action was sated by Glenn Ford on a horse, a sword and sandals epic, or a movie about how America won WWII for the Allies. But all of that changed when Hollywood discovered the blockbuster. As the movies became bigger, plots got smaller and expectations had to be reduced in order sit through them. Movies like Tango & Cash or Hudson Hawk mightve been big, but they werent particularly clever, and didnt offer much in the way of thrills. Last Action Hero, hyped by Arnold Schwarzenegger as big, gigantic, monstrous, was basically a bad joke made at the expense of the films that had made him a star. Van Damme in Sudden Death? Steven Seagals On Deadly Ground? Horrendous. All of them. But somewhere between the lows of Seagals oeuvre and the highs of Die Hard and Beverly Hills Cop exists the kind of action film that genre enthusiasts look upon with real love. To paraphrase Stephen King, its the love one spares for an idiot child, but love is love and enough said. In these movies, invincible henchmen do battle with bulletproof cops, musclemen win wars singlehanded and WWE stars walk away from fireballs in slow motion. In order for them to work, disbelief is suspended, brains are disengaged and physical laws are thrown out the window.