Two-Minute Warning
I really had a blast watching 1976's TWO-MINUTE WARNING, a mash-up of '70s disaster pics and paranoia thrillers. Before we even get to the surprisingly brutal, ultraviolent climax, we'll see Jack Klugman held by his ankles outside a hotel window, Charleton Heston hesitate to use guns, and Gena Rowlands accept some mysterious hooch from the guy sitting behind her at a football game. Also, schlockmeister Andy Sidaris directing the TV broadcast of that game (which he actually did in the '70s). Klugman swearing. Merv Griffin singing the national anthem. In other words, total cheese. An (mostly) all-star affair where distinguished actors are taking a paycheck. This would certainly be true of John Casavettes, who does not share any scenes with his wife/leading lady Rowlands. Lots of relational drama before we get to the good stuff - the police and S.W.A.T. strategizing to take down a sniper perched above the scoreboard at the L.A. Coliseum...
