It doesn’t take long for the film to leave you jaw-dropped,
with an early flight sequence of Cruise making it to Mach-10 not even 10
minutes into the film and the absolute power you feel from the jet, the
beautiful scope of planet Earth as Maverick takes it in and even he can’t help
but be awestruck at the view. The film takes that level of adrenaline and never
loses it, and not just in the flight sequences-all of which are just stunning
in their practicality, choreography and weight-but all these impossibly
beautiful people dramatically posing in front of a never-ending sunset before
driving away on a cool motorcycle, there is such an attitude to the film that
it’s hard to argue it doesn’t earn.
More so than just aesthetic or production being against the
grain of modern blockbusters is the attitude of the picture. Top Gun is
one of the most stylised, personality driven action films of the 80s, it is
also incredibly corny by modern standards. In a post-modern sarcasm ruling
world, it’s amazing that there is not a hint of snark to be found anywhere in
this film. No cringing of their younger selves, no pointing out the newer
hotter models of old characters; no irony, no cynicism, no mockery to be found,
just honest heartfelt storytelling. That exact attitude is what the film lives
and dies by, because no one is going to argue the film has a complex story
exactly, it is very simple Unnamed Bad Guystm have weapons that are
hard to get to, Good Guys need to train to destroy them and hopefully overcome
their emotional barriers on the way. Simple, smooth, slick. That’s Top Gun:
Maverick baby.
-Danny
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