Gleefully watching movies or television filmed in the ‘Burgh and exclaiming, “OMG, look, it’s that floral shop we like!” every 90 seconds is my least productive hobby. It’s a good hobby, one that I shall inflict on you. I figure I might as well start right out of the gate with the crown jewel of Pittsburgh movies. Of course, I’m talking about the contrived but entertaining 1993 Bruce Willis action flick Striking Distance. Yes, that’s the one Bruce apologized for making. I’m not the only one who thinks this orgy of local shout-outs is the best movie featuring the ‘Burgh – City Paper digs it too.
Do not let all the plot holes, inconsistencies, and crappy acting fool you. This is a Great Film. As evidenced by the sweeping river scenes, the car chase down Bigelow that uses the same quarter mile half a dozen times, the Iron City truck, Ken Rice… oh alright, yes, the plot is ridiculous. Drunken-yet-honorable detective and his tough-and-tender partner ruffle feathers in the PPD (all of which is apparently part of Our Hero’s extended family) tracking down a serial killer (copycatting the other serial killer who offed Our Hero’s dad the police lieutenant) who is trying to frame none other than Our Hero. Then in the Big Twist, we discover that [gasp] it’s the same serial killer, and he is also part of Our Hero’s family, and the PPD. Our Hero was right all along! The killer WAS a cop! Was I supposed to put a spoiler alert in front of all that?
I still haven’t figured out how everyone is related.