I must have seen the trailer somewhere, sometime. I dreamed this thing and woke up the next morning
knowing that I had to
go rent it, that I wanted to watch it. It was already out on video -
back in
the day, when VHS was all there was. So I rented it, and I watched it,
and I
was gobsmacked. I don't know why. The film was beautiful, the acting
was
seamless, the story.. yes, maybe it was the story. These two, Etienne
and
Isabeau, always together, forever apart. While I like to believe that I
am
basically a realest, somewhere in my make-up lurks a romantic. I am
happy that
they had a happy ending to their story. Sappy Hollywood. This film did one other - nearly unforgivable -
thing to me though. It
sent me on a search back for Rutger Hauer and all he'd done - and would
do.
Another Voice. He is the only John
Ryder. And I firmly believe that no one else could have come that
close to Roy
Batty and still make you care. Don't even get me started on medieval
blood,
desire and sacrifice. And if I was in a tight spot, please the Gods
I'd have
Nick Randall in my corner. LadyHawke holds a special place in my
heart, it's a film I will watch
again. And again. Have done. And I have forgiven
it for
sticking me with Rutger Hauer. Life's water beneath a bridge I'll
gladly stand on.