It begins like Vertigo…like Vivre sa vie…that barely noticed, unnecessary action of a person more or less staying still. Blinking perhaps. It is not quite corpsing. More subtle. It is a bold statement from director Ted Post. By the end of the credits we feel like those early audiences of The Great Train Robbery: staring down the barrel of a gun.
Post does a remarkable job of continuing the suspense of the previous film in this series (Dirty Harry) while working with an even more complex (and germane to our present times) plot. Inside job.
Over the course of the film we are made to suspect several different people…all of these essentially variations on the inside job trope. Almost like a continuum of LIHOP and MIHOP.
It begins with the strange rookie cops…taking some target practice in the middle of the night. Traffic cops. Kinda like those strange power-downs and repairs at the WTC leading up to 9/11/01. Something weird going on…
Eastwood smells it like the late John O’Neill of the FBI. But let’s back up to Briggs: Hal Holbrook. Reminds us of another “Lieutenant”…Richard Holbrooke. Should we be surprised that Richard’s original name was Goldbrajch? Of course not. Should we be surprised that he attended Brown University? Of course not. [see: Victoria Nuland, Roberta Jacobson, etc.]
Holbrooke served with “diplomats” like John Negroponte and Frank Wisner. Negroponte attended Yale…specifically Davenport College. Ah, Davenport…the alumni of this residential college include both Bush presidents, William F. Buckley Jr. (we’re really racking up the CIA/Skull & Bones points so far), Samantha Power, etc. It should be noted the physical proximity of the Skull & Bones “Tomb” to this residential college: literally a stone’s throw (right around the corner).
Wisner established the Operation Mockingbird propaganda program on behalf of the CIA. He also established “stay-behind” networks in Europe post-WWII. One can’t help wonder if these were the same (the Italian one at least) which were (was) activated for the false-flag terror in Italy as part of the “strategy of tension” (Operation Gladio). We won’t even get into Mossadegh and Árbenz. We will, however, point out the very interesting word found within the Iranian PM’s name depending on transliteration: Mossadegh vs. Mosaddegh. It seems Wikipedia is going with the latter spelling (interesting considering the recent admission [finally!] by the CIA that they overthrew the democratically-elected leader of Iran in 1953).
Back to Holbrooke…managing editor of Foreign Affairs (the official CFR publication) from 1972-1976. Holbrooke, like all good spooks, eventually ended up on Wall Street (Lehman Bros.) Ugh… Did you know the American Academy in Berlin has a Henry Kissinger Award??? …and that it was awarded to George H.W. Bush in 2008?!? Talk about a double whammy!! This “cultural exchange” was the brainchild of Holbrooke.
Chalk up for Holbrooke membership in the Trilateral Commission. He was also on the steering committee of the Bilderberg Group (I refuse to capitalize). All of this is a long set up to say that Hal Holbrook’s character Briggs couldn’t be more like Richard Holbrooke in terms of apparent philosophy.
When people like Briggs and Holbrooke have former Airborne Rangers and Special Forces at their disposal, things will end very badly for all involved. Unfortunately, the four rookie cops are some sick fucks! They’ve bought into the twisted philosophy of their ringleader Briggs. The Lieutenant must have been an early pioneer in the militarization of American police.
But the fuckers in charge forgot to check the titty bank (and the snatch bank). Enter Clint Eastwood.
The super-death in Technicolor and Panavision is not enough to shake the monk Harry Callahan from his herringbone duty. A can of Schlitz and a cold burger: Harry gets the job done.
Yeah, Davis is a little too prompt to the crime scene…kinda like FEMA on 9/11 with their Tripod II drill which so serendipitously helped Rudy Giuliani establish a new base after his bunker was brought down by controlled demolition (WTC 7). It’s splitting hairs to fixate on the date (September 10th, 12th, either way). They were there at Pier 29. Strange, don’t you think?
Bless you Ted Post, John Milius, and Michael Cimino for bringing us this death squad wake up in 1973. Rogue elements. It’s what people like Alex Jones have been saying all along. It’s not the whole police force. It’s not the whole CIA. It’s not the whole military. The criminal segments are elements (with high-level moles).
Enter Jade Helm. We hope Steve Quayle is wrong, but the idea is not outlandish (knowing what we do about our government).
May God make me misjudged. Like Callahan. The death squads can’t persuade him. Not like this.
Ruppert’s ghost lives on in cached posts.
It’s who you least suspect. No, not quite. Open your eyes.
We hate the goddamn system, but rough justice works both ways. Abide by nothing, expect the same. Dirty Harry is the cleanest of the bunch.
May God help us to survive the outgunned moment. Maybe it’s the USS Forrestal. James was right about Palestine. And now Wayne Madsen has strangely dispensed with the Drew Pearson citation.
Here be monsters!
Interesting parallels. . . “Abide by nothing, expect the same.” Would like to watch this one, thanks.
It’s good! Maybe not as good as the first one (Dirty Harry), but still very strong. Thank you for your comment!!! –Paul
Awesome, will add this to my already long list. 🙂 Thanks!
You should also add Spirit of the Beehive: one if my favorites ever 🙂
Oh, awesome, I have some deja vu about it, like I checked it our or watched it some 15++ years ago, but will definitely watch it! Thanks!