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Harrison Ford, Tommy Lee Jones, Sela Ward, Julianne Moore, Joe Pantoliano, Andreas Katsulas, Jeroen Krabbé, Daniel Roebuck, L. Scott Caldwell, Tom Wood (mehr)Streaming (5)
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Dr. Richard Kimble wird für den Mord an seiner Frau zum Tode verurteilt. Während eines Gefangenentransportes kann er jedoch fliehen und setzt nun alles daran, seine Unschuld zu beweisen. Doch er wird von einem ehrgeizigen Marshall gejagt, der den mutmaßlichen Mörder unbedingt hinter Gitter bringen will.
Dr. Richard Kimble (Harrison Ford), ein Chirurg mit gutem Ruf, wohnt in einem vornehmen Stadtteil von Chicago. Als er eines Abends von einer Notoperation nach Hause kommt, überrascht er einen einarmigen Einbrecher, der seine Frau Helen (Sela Ward) tödlich verletzt hat. Da der Mediziner von einer hohen Lebensversicherung profitiert, schenkt die Polizei seiner Darstellung des Tathergangs keinen Glauben. Vor Gericht verurteilt man den Angeklagten zum Tode. Auf der Fahrt zur Hinrichtungsstätte inszeniert ein Mitgefangener einen Anfall, das Transportauto überschlägt sich und stürzt vor einen herannahenden Güterzug. Dr. Kimble kann wie durch ein Wunder der Katastrophe entkommen. Nun kennt er nur ein Ziel: den Mörder seiner Frau zu finden. Doch die Großfahndung nach dem Flüchtling lässt nicht lange auf sich warten. Der unerbittliche Marshall Samuel Gerard (Tommy Lee Jones) hat sich wie ein Bluthund auf Kimbles Fährte gesetzt, fest entschlossen, ihn zu stellen. Ständig auf der Flucht, versucht der Gehetzte ohne Geld und ohne Zuflucht die Zusammenhänge des Verbrechens aufzuklären. Aber die Uhr läuft gegen ihn, und über den Dächern von Chicago kommt es zu einem letzten dramatischen Kampf.
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Ja, so sollte es aussehen! Ein flotter Thriller, dessen fatale Anziehungskraft von einem Justizirrtum ausgeht und dessen ganze Energie danach aus einer brillant inszenierten Flucht kommt. Er ist wunderschön verworren, in jedem Moment spannend, und Harrison Ford ist... nun ja, einfach sympathisch, wie es nur Harrison Ford sein kann. Aber der eigentliche Verrückte ist der harte "Starker", gespielt von Tommy Lee Jones, einem Mann mit einem harten Gesicht, rauen Praktiken und einer fairen Einstellung. Dieser Film hat alles, was ein erstklassiger Thriller haben sollte. Extraklasse. ()
We could enter into a several day long debate on the topic of “How the hell could routineer of all routineers, Andrew Davis shoot something so ingeniously simple and simply ingenious?" but it would make no sense, because even Mulder and Scully would have searched in vain for the answer to the greatest mystery of the nineties. So, it’s best not to worry and just to comes to terms with the fact that this has better pace than anything else in that decade (not only) in this genre. I’d be hard pushed to root for any main protagonist more than for Richard in his gripping journey to clear his name. There’s just one mistake: the catchy theme tune is seriously underused throughout the movie, we hear it maybe just twice. ()
The Fugitive has an exemplary pace and plot development, and Harrison Ford is excellent in his role, behaving like a surgeon rather than a professional convict with the physical condition of an athlete in the overwhelming majority of cases; he triumphs with his cunning, wit, and determination. His counterpart is also consistently outstanding. Tommy Lee Jones fits the role of a tough and ambitious police officer perfectly, and the Oscar rightfully shines on his shelf. No matter how impossible it may seem, you do not relax for a minute with this film. The beginning is among the most gripping things you can see in cinematography. The train accident is very realistically shot, and there are plenty more gems like that. Andrew Davis is a capable creator, unfortunately, he doesn't always make a good film. ()
Without a single superfluous shot, this action thriller functionally updates the Hitchcockian “innocent man on the run” formula. Mainly, The Fugitive has incredible momentum. Even before the opening credits roll, Kimble is sentenced to death and we root for him even though we have no visual proof that he didn’t actually commit the crime until the fortieth minute. We really don’t have a choice thanks to Harrison Ford, who is simply a likeable guy, and to the fact that the film’s pace leaves no time for explanation. The duel of “heart surgeon versus federal agent” is rarely balanced, and if the film occasionally allows a bit of humour, we laugh with the investigators, but never at them. The fair distribution of attention between the hunter and the hunted allows the full use of a parallel montage, which superbly rhythmises the film. Starting with the prologue, when we see the present and the past instead of two events happening concurrently, the primary means of giving the plot dynamics consists in cutting between two separate actions. Furthermore, the storylines of Gerard and Kimble also differ stylistically, as can best be seen in the chase under the tunnel (the intensity of the music, the length of the shots, the agitation of the camerawork) – from this scene it is also indicated that the only way out for Kimble is to cooperate with the man who is mercilessly at his throat (coordination of styles). The film is also very consistent in the way it distributes information and the degree of knowledge that it conveys to us in relation to one of the two central characters. Depending on the needs of the narrative, we sometimes know more than Gerard, sometimes more than Kimble – we are constantly kept in suspense and convinced that the hero is only a few steps ahead and his capture is imminent. Like The Silence of the Lambs, The Fugitive works very deliberately with genre formulas with the aim of creating suspense and surprise – several scenes are constructed to make us think, based on our experience of similar scenes in other films, that Kimble is going to be arrested – in one case the police are after his landlady’s acquaintances; in another, Gerard runs up a different staircase than the one Kimble is descending. With its thrilling pace, precisely plotted turning points and superb build-up through cliffhangers, which don’t cause the film to collapse into notional series episodes, The Fugitive manages to simultaneously develop the characters and convince both us and Kimble/Gerard that each of them actually means well (the scene with the boy and the x-ray in the hospital, the important and graphically demonstrated fact that Gerard doesn’t negotiate, which aids our appreciation of the different approach that he takes toward Kimble, with whom he is willing to communicate). As a kid, I watched The Fugitive over and over again on VHS. Many years later, I still find it just as great and I haven’t seen it for the last time. There are few other films like it. 90% () (weniger) (mehr)
A film worthy of its own stylistic and systemic analysis like no other from the 1990s. The definition of perfection of the popular concept of the manhunt, it’s unique both in its surgically precisely escalated plot, where the rhythm of the alternating scenes with the fugitive, the hunter and the key flashbacks is perhaps as melodic and balanced as any Mozart symphony, and in the development of the three-way battle itself (the falsely accused, the pursuer and the real culprit), who strategically chase each other, and have an unprecedented impact on the aforementioned escalation (first the pursuer goes after the accused, then the accused begins to search on his own for the real culprit, thereby drawing some of the pursuer's attention to him, and by the end the culprit is chasing the accused to avoid full disclosure). The performances of Ford and Jones are of course excellent and the music is top-notch, but The Fugitive is above all an absolutely stunningly constructed narrative that doesn't let up and plays with the viewer's expectations brilliantly, both on the level of the whole story and individual scenes (withholding crucial information to temporarily mislead the viewer into believing a threat to the hero like in Silence of the Lambs). A true gem of a film. ()
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