Best neo-noir ever made. It even manages to make that tacky voice over narration motif work. And it manages to make Roy Scheider look tough, or at least scary, briefly. Hero swaps a toe for the girl but the girl's a Russkie and it's like Reagan says . . . I don't really know what Reagan says about Russkies, but claiming to have forgotten seems in very poor taste at present. Anyway it's a tearjerker with guns and tits, which I guess makes it simultaneously a guy and a girl flick, with neither exploding squad cars nor Jessica Tandy. Nor dinosaurs.
UK: Get the VHS