Written by Curtis Hanson and Sam Fuller.
Directed by Sam Fuller.
I envy Curtis Hanson, then just a young screenwriter who got to sit in a room with Sam Fuller and “co-write” this script. Fuller’s style is usually described as hard-hitting –for reasons literal as well as figurative — but no one talks much about his tender side. Like Kurosawa he seems noted for one thing, relegated to his own brand of greatness. Cigar-chomping, pistol-packing, etc. There’s a great deal of beauty here –imbued with truth — that might go unseen if you’re not watching closely. Hanson lobbied against the window featuring St. Francis, but Fuller knew exactly what he wanted and why he wanted it. That’s greatness among directors.
“You got a four-legged time bomb!” — Roland Gray