
There are bad movies, and there are bad movies one loves. Years and years ago, back in the days of VHS and videoclub, I rented a made for TV B movie. It's title is
Detonator, or
Death Train in the US. It's an action thriller set on a train hijacked by terrorists lead by a mysterious Russian general turned rogue. Not only did they hijacked the train, but they put an artisanal A bomb on it. And there is a second bomb somewhere else, to complicate things further. This is a sinister but (very) convoluted scheme to restore USSR and it makes very little sense. But there's action on a train going through Europe, with an nuke as a
MacGuffin, so what's not to love? And a word on the casting: you have a pre-Bond
Pierce Brosnan as the lead,
Patrick Stewart to give this mess some proper British thespian gravitas,
Christopher freaking Lee as the villain (magnificent as always), a pre Lester Freamont
Clarke Peters... Seriously, if nothing else, the casting director did his job right. Is it good? No, not by any stretch of the imagination. But I had a ball rediscovering it recently.
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