Terminator Salvation has arrived and promptly left a stain on a great deal of sci-fi heads and general film lovers alike. I, for one, am still surprised, even though better judgment kept warning me that the film wasn’t going to live up to those early trailers. Live and learn, I suppose. Wasn’t the first time that unfairly heightened expectations weren’t met, and certainly won’t be the last (Quentin Tarantino’s Inglourious Basterds is closing in on such a detriment).
The Terminator films that came directly from the mind of the great James Cameron, however, will undoubtedly bust away from Salvation director McG’s wreckage unscathed. I gave 1984’s seminal The Terminator another spin last night, and something unexpected happened: in the wake of Terminator Salvation, the original actually plays better than ever before. The action is taut, the air of menace is suffocating. The Governator gives his most believably intimidating performance ever, and composer Brad Fiedel’s score still sends chills down the spinal cord.
After the jump, you’ll find the guns-blazing scene in the club Tech Noir, one of the flick’s many crowd-pleasers.