The 50 Greatest Fight Scenes of Film
An objective, thought-out list that turns into FIGHT CLUB DONNIE DARKO MATRIX.
part 2 - Numbers 25 - 1
written by B on August 30th, 2005

 

When you ask somebody what the best fight scene they've ever seen in a movie is, they'll usually bring up a great one they've seen recently or a really strong memory from childhood with the longevity to stand out today. There's a lot to a fight scene. Keep in mind while reading this list that I've done my best to take into consideration every possible kind of fan and fight, ranging from the 1920s to today and covering everything from Hong Kong to the Depression.

What I've tried to accomplish is to create a solid, objective list of the greatest fight scenes in movie history. Doing that means weighing skill against emotion, historical importance against cultural significance, and on and on. By no means are the numbers here meant to represent absolutes. These scenes mean different things to different people. If you agree or disagree with the selections or the order, speak up. Talk about it. Because the best thing any of these increasingly numerous popular culture lists can do is get people talking, and arguing, and watching more movies.

I wouldn't be doing this list if I didn't love movies. Or watching people hurt each other.

Enjoy.

-B
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Last week, 50-26.

Freddy Krueger vs. Jason Voorhees, "Freddy vs. Jason" (2003)
commentary provided by Matt of X-Entertainment

"NOT MY ARM!"

Fans of the "slasher" genre love pitting their beloved icons against each others in imaginary death battles. Could Pinhead take down Michael Myers? And how would Leatherface fare against Chucky? Course, battles like those serve purely as the undercard for the granddaddy slasher match-up of 'em all: Freddy Krueger versus Jason Voorhees.

It'd been discussed and debated forever, or more truthfully, since Freddy's debut in the original "A Nightmare On Elm Street" (1984). Jason had been around for a few years by then, but was only coming into his own just as Freddy burst on the scene. Machete against claw, mask versus fedora, we absolutely needed to know who would come out on top. Though the seeds of this inevitable showdown were firmly planted in "Jason Goes To Hell" (1993), it wouldn't be for another decade that our darkest prayers were finally answered.

"Freddy vs. Jason", a film that isn't near as bad as it's made out to be, had Krueger reviving the fallen re-re as a mere pawn in his grand plot to return to his past gory glory. Unable to control Jason, Freddy gets annoyed, and with the help of some nosy kids who figure out a really lame way to drag Freddy out of his parallel dream universe and into our own, the scary behemoths finally have their big CG-enhanced showdown.

Okay, I suppose it was a little anticlimactic. Thing of it is, Jason's at his best when literally killing his adversary -- and he can't just waltz over and outright kill Freddy Krueger. And Freddy? He's at his best when scaring his adversaries, and Jason...he don't get scared, not ever. The end result essentially amounted to a mere boxing match, albeit with some cooler bits thrown in. (Freddy launching oxygen tanks at Jason, for instance, rated 10 on the neato scale.) In the end, for about every reason you could think of, there was no clear winner. Both characters "died," and both characters lived. Did that make me pissy? Hell no. If you've seen films from either icon's series, you know that ambiguous finales were par for the course.

"whoa."

Neo vs. Agent Smith, "The Matrix" (1999)

"He's beginning to believe."

"The Matrix" is about how we look at life. Morpheus is the dogmatist. His perception of reality is based in scripture and prophecy. He believes what he cannot see. Agent Smith is the philosopher. His perception of reality is based around the moments that have happened before and will happen next. He constantly asks "why" (WHY WHY DO YOU GET UP WHY TELL ME WHY etc.). The Architect is the scientist. His perception of reality is logic and fact. He built everything he sees around him, whether that actually ends up being truth or falsehood. Jada Pinkett Smith is that black girl who walks into your philosophy class and goes "AW HELL NYAH" when the teacher asks her about Plato and caves.

All improperly-aligned Biblical allegory and chocolate fudge-gasms aside, "The Matrix," as much slow motion shit as it catches these days, absolutely redefined what American audiences expect when they walk into an action movie. Arnold Schwarzenegger didn't make my list because a lot of Arnold's fights are just Arnold walking into a place and making it explode. Sure, I wanted to have him garroting people with barbed wire on here somewhere, but Keanu Reeves no-selling point-blank gunshot wounds and superman diving into Hugo Weaving's navel turned every "Cameron Diaz totes a machine gun" vehicle of rich Biff Tannen's alternate late 90s into "Cameron Diaz does wire-fu to techno music."

You may be asking WHY, WHY NEO WHY DO YOU GET UP WHY I didn't include some of the more elaborate fights from the sequels here. I'm not one of those guys who goes on and on about how terrible the sequels are. They're a little forced and obvious, but I liked them. However, I AM the kind of guy who will always prefer punching concrete off the wall to punching 100 CGI versions of someone, and who will always prefer the simplicity of "My NAME is NEO!" to sixteen wordy Wachowski paragraphs about how Epicurus is more like EpiQueerus.

Bullet-time gives Neo the edge against impossible odds!

Wax on, wax off.

Daniel LaRusso vs. Johnny Lawrence, "The Karate Kid" (1999)

"No mercy."

Who here hasn't done the crane kick?  Who here knows one single person in modern living history that hasn't done the crane kick?   Brock Peters died a week ago but I'm sure even he struck the one legged stance and swoop kicked the shit out of that chiffarobe.

As Whatever-Dude.com founder Dave Macchia wrote in his tribute to William Zabka (Johnny):

"At the end of the movie, Daniel is not the only winner, but all of the Cobra Kai are winners as well. They are all redeemed. From Bobby's seeing the light by saying, 'I'm sorry!' after sweeping Daniel's leg... to Johnny's subsequent passing of the trophy to Daniel while stating, 'You're alright, Larusso!'... these kids are saved. They are no longer under Kreese's spell.

The scene at the beginning of Karate Kid II which was shot during the filming of the first movie and should have been used as the true ending of the original drove this point home. Miyagi saved these kids, who in essence were good people that just were clouded by an evil adult influence, literally and figuratively."

Besides, the fight deserves a spot on the list for historical significance alone, especially since now condescending American wrestlers have a way to make fun of the little acrobatic Asian guys they're wrestling.  Even though Daniel never went "WAAAAAH" when he set up for the crane.

Jin vs. Leo, "House of Flying Daggers" (2004)

"I sacrificed three years for you. How could you love him after only three days?"

I've always had a bit of a crush on Emily's old roommate Elise (yes, the one who looks like Spanky again) so when she suggested we all get together and go see "House of Flying Daggers" at what passes for Roanoke Virginia's art house theater I said "OKAY SHORE." It looked pretty enough, but I'd already assumed it was a nice looking retread of that same epic Chinese tree-hopping we've started getting every year or so. Chow Yun Fat says what sounds like "wooshie wooshie" a lot and then cuts really fluorescent green leaves off of the wavy trees. We get it.

What I got was...well, about two hours of really pretty wooshie wooshie. Guys do horse jumps in slow-mo, Zhang Ziyi does something that almost translates as acting but more accurately lies closer to just standing there making me happy, and Elise sitting a couple of seats over looking up happily and thinking about Rurouni Kenshin or whatever the fuck Elise thinks about. The people in this movie throw daggers like heat-seeking rockets. I've played Castlevania. They go straight until they go off the end of the screen. I'm not stupid.

And then we get to the last fight scene in the movie. No wire-fu. The first time in the whole movie without wire-fu. There's a scene where Zhang Ziyi takes a piss and it comes out in a spiral. No boomerang knives or bow ties. Just two guys who care about a woman trying to hurt each other with passion and rage. I don't want to spoil too much of the story here (Jin and Leo are the same person and they have a horse and car chase through central park that parallels the battle between man and technology) but the movie went from making my eyes happy to taking my breath away. I've never felt so emotionally involved in a fight. I watch wrestling. Every fight I see is ridiculous. I don't care when Rob Van Dam jumps off a ten food ladder into a trashcan. It's stupid. I'm completely taken out of it. But when Kurt Angle has Shawn Michaels by the leg and absolutely has to break it in half before they get to the ropes, I'm there. It's life or death. Suspension of disbelief.

When I left the theater I felt like I was a little bit different. Not because of any personal relevance or deeper meaning, but because this fight is a perfect example of what passion can do to a person, and how passion means everything. At least to me. And I guess Al Bundy's character from Wayne's World. I barely even looked at Elise's butt on the way out. Stupid movie.

Inigo Montoya vs. the Man in Black, "The Princess Bride" (1987)
commentary provided by Mike

"You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you."
"You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die."

Hey guys, what's going on in this list?  Do you remember The Princess Bride a movie from the '80s?  Hello!  My name is Indigo Montana you killed my father prepare to die!! !!!!    !
 
That's what I would write if I were a lesser fan of this film, & of film in general.  That's the scene everyone remembers because of its quotability.  On the other hand, a fan trying harder to be witty & clever may have opted for the non-physical battle of wits between the Man in Black & the Sicilian mastermind Vizzini.  Then he would've winked at the camera & asked rhetorically for confirmation that you did, indeed, see what he did there.  These are both incorrect.  Your opinions are wrong, & I'm going to punch you in the face with a small city.  Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, right between the eyes.
 
"The Princess Bride" was the first movie I appreciated as a work of art & not just a feel-good flick, & the duel between Inigo & the Man in Black is what did it for me.  I was 7 years old; my stream of thought should've been, "Yeah swordfight yeah!  Yeah!"  But instead I found myself admiring things like the set design & the camera angles, the writing & choreography.  It was like I just discovered the motion picture equivalent of breasts & hit movie puberty.
 
It's really a brilliantly written scene.  After politely allowing his persuer, country legend Johnny Cash, to catch his breath after climbing a steep cliff, Inigo inquires if the Man in Black has six fingers on his right hand, briefly recounting the story of how he's been searching 20 years for the six-fingered swordsman who murdered his father.  The two admire each other's skill with a blade as they duel, but when Inigo begins to lose his footing, he reveals that he's been fighting with his weak hand the whole time, triumphantly exclaiming "I am no left-handed!"  The Man in Black is now trapped between the edge of a sword & the edge of a cliff, when he decides that it might be a good time to inform his would-be conquerer, "I'm not left-handed either."  The best part is that their polite tones of voice, which unlike those of the long-forgotten swordfights of the early days of cinema from which they're borrowed, are as genuine as they are sharp-witted.  Even when the Man in Black stands triumphant over the fallen master Inigo, who begs him to kill him quickly, our hero insists that he'd sooner break a stained-glass window than an artist such as him.  The Man in Black knocks him unconscious, whispering into his ear that he still holds him in the highest regard.  And such is my love for this scene.  It's my subjective numero uno, no contest.

James Bond vs. Donald "Red" Grant, "From Russia With Love" (1963)

"The first one won't kill you; not the second, not even the third... not till you crawl over here and you KISS MY FOOT!"

In the same way that Gov Anold's fight scenes are all "Arnold walks into a place and blows it up," the majority of James Bond fight scenes rely on Bond taking cover and somehow eliminating everyone in the room by doing so. He jumps into a car and suddenly the car has bazookas in it. He crouches behind a crate and a table across the room explodes. When the slappers are turned on he gets hand-to-hand, but even that turns into a guy running at him, being chopped, and falling down.

That's what I love about "From Russia With Love;" the fight between Bond and Red Grant on the Orient Express bucks even the most proximity mine-laden spy film cliché, consisting almost entirely of Sean Connery and Robert Shaw (Quint from "Jaws," an actor who died about 20 years too early) punching each others' faces off in a tiny sleeper compartment. No smarmy dialogue, no exaggerated woman named GONNATOUCH YERDINGDONG, no wing-tipped shoe that turns into a magical boat. Sean Connery wasn't the best James Bond because he told Trabek to suck it and was so vocal about the relationship between dog and man. Moore, Lazenby, Dalton, and Brosnan can all deliver a line like "well I'm going to lick your vagina" and make it sound suave. But Connery was the only one who could do so and still look like he was going to beat your ass. James Bond IS a ladies man. But he's also supposed to be tough. Robert Shaw would've made Pierce Brosnan's head six times bigger and bright purple. That's why Sean Connery goes home and fucks the prom queen.

I also like this scene because the train sequence ends without me having to meticulously remove all the metal fasteners from a hatch using only my wristwatch.

Pee-wee Herman vs. Francis Buxton, "Pee-wee's Big Adventure" (1985)
commentary provided by Jon

"Oh really?  WHERE ARE THEY HOSING HIM DOWN?"

In my lifetime I've literally seen multiple films. I can't remember a character more simultaneously endearing and macabre than Pee-Wee Herman.

Pee-Wee intrudes upon Francis Buxton, the flabby, pampered man-child who has stolen his bike, as he's waging mock naval warfare in his pool-sized bathtub. Without a second thought, Pee-Wee plunges in, cold-heartedly pushing him beneath water.

To anyone who is afraid of drowning, this scene is terrifying. The message is clear: From this point forth, this is not a childrens' film. It is the dark, sorded tale of what happens when what a man loves most is wrested from him. He screams "YOU'RE MILES AWAY FROM WHERE ANYONE CAN HEAR YOU!" And we, or at least I, get that moment of satisfaction. It's a sick, terrible sort of satisfaction.

The kind you would get if you could lock yourself in a room with the second-grade jerk who swiped the note your mom wrote on your napkin and tucked in your lunchbox to cheer you up, and ran around the lunchroom waving it around to everyone and calling you a queer. You're all alone with him, with no consequences, and you'd like to stomp him in the face until his teeth cave in. You know it's wrong -- no, actually, you don't. You did five minutes ago, and you will five seconds from now. But right now, in this moment, "right" is following your impulse, and there is no wrong. Mercifully, the Pacific Islander/Other butler breaks into your fantasy and breaks things up before anything happens that cannot be un-happened, saving you from hating or altering yourself forever.

This scene did to the pool what "Psycho" did to the terrifying knife murder.

Chen Zhen vs. Supreme Killer General Fujita, "Fist of Legend" (1994)

"Don't ask, it's a good fist if it wins."

In the movie "Fist of Legend," Jet Li's character faces off with a character named SUPREME KILLER GENERAL FUJITA and slits the guy's throat using a belt. Do you need to know more than that? If you've never seen "Fist of Legend," rent or buy it immediately. But avoid the Jet Li Collection DVD, it only has an English language track. And the special feature is a guy pointing and laughing at me.

Also, "Fist of Legend" is what Katie Holmes gets when Tom Cruise is feeling especially freewheeling in bed.

Indiana Jones vs. A big, bald Nazi, "Raiders of the Lost Ark" (1981)
commentary provided by Lindy

"Now you're getting nasty."

This is the scene that launched a thousand Disney themed Park reenactments. After escaping the snake-filled Well of Souls, Indiana Jones and Marion try to figure out a way to escape. While Marion is stuck trying to deal with an eventually unconscious pilot, Indiana is faced for the first time with a real man to man fight. Instead of turning into "LOL Indy punches nazis they fall down like dominoes" or "Indy shoots man with sword," this is instead Indiana scrambling around while getting the shit beat out of him by a bald, muscular Ed Rooney, intent on showing off that he can beat the shit out of Indiana with just his fists.

For the first time ever we get to see that Indiana is a dirty fighter. He throws sand in the man's eyes, strikes him across the back with a metal folding chair, and gets in every sucker punch that he can. Despite all of the effort, Dr. Walter Jenning manages to stay on top and tries to beat down the flailing Indiana. In the end, it's really the airplane that ends up winning the fight. Chalk one up for industry, I guess.

Technology - 1
Man - 0

Tequila and Tony vs. a hospital full of terrorists, "Hard Boiled" (1992)

"Give a guy a gun, he thinks he's Superman. Give him two and he thinks he's God."

It's more of an action sequence than a straight up fight, but nobody who's seen John Woo's "Hard Boiled" (or "The Killer," long before I associated it with Brandon Flowers being pissed off about Eric Roberts nailing Satine) would deny it a spot. The premise here isn't exceptionally deep...if you chapter skip to Tequila (Chow Yun Fat) being wooshie whooshed into the hospital full of terrorists you can still get a pretty good idea of who everyone is and what's going on. Why? Because it's 25 minutes of Chow Yun Fat running down a hallway shooting everything that moves.

Gun violence and John Woo himself have been watered down for American audiences. Like Grunge says in that one Adam Warren issue of Gen 13 Bootleg (oh Christ I'm a dork), guys in America only get to unload a few rounds into a guy's chest at point blank range. In "Hard Boiled" Fat Chow (a cute dog, hee) does not hesitate to shoot 400,000 bullets at even a picture of another human being. While Tony (the friend and associate helping to keep the good guy from being Chow Yun Shot) and Mad Dog (Pee-wee Herman with tape on his face the cool eye-patched assassin) have a flippy showdown that tears up every window, wall, and person in the hospital, Tequila has what might be one of the most oddly cute and endearing scenes I've ever seen in a movie.

A hospital has babies in it, right? And you don't want your baby in the hands of a terrorist. So the feds burst in and start airlifting the babies out, but one gets left behind. So Tequila tucks him under an arm and sings to the real-live hyper-cute Chinese baby to keep him calm. Terrorists try to gun him down but they each end up in a pool of blood, save one, who gets in a shot at Tequila's abdomen. Tequila doesn't cry or flinch or fall, though. He just notices that some blood has splattered onto the baby's face. So he gently apologizes and wipes the blood away. That scene always gives me a boy vagina.

Robin Hood vs. Sir Guy of Guisbourne, "The Adventures of Robin Hood" (1938)
commentary provided by Mike

"Do you know any prayers, my friend?"
"I'll say one for you."

After The Princess Bride made a man out of me, I proceeded to get all swordfight happy with my movie-renting habits.  Like the time you first discovered punk rock & then when on a binge of Clash & Misfits albums, only pretend Errol Flynn is the Clash, & Basil Rathbone is the Misfits.  And I guess Douglas Fairbanks can be Iggy & the Stooges.  And Robert Johnson invented the sword.

The swordfight in The Adventures of Robin Hood certainly wasn't the first of its kind.  It wasn't even the first duel between Flynn (Robin Hood) & Rathbone (Sir Guy). This was something of a rematch, the Rocky II to Captain Blood's Rocky I, except the steps are in the second one.  But whereas Captain Blood showed us that the two could put on a well-choreographed swordfight for us, & even inspired Rathbone to further study fencing, Robin Hood is where they nailed it in a display of two masters going head to head.  Flynn matches Rathbone's every flick of the blade with a parry & every flick of the tongue with a quick retort.  The duel ranges all around the castle grounds in one of the longest scenes of its kind, but it's swashbuckling at its very best, & worth every swing of the sword.

WATAAAAAA

Lee vs. EVERYONE ELSE WHO HAS EVER LIVED IN OR THOUGHT ABOUT CHINA, "Enter the Dragon" (1973)

"Boards don't hit back."

If anybody tells you that someone can beat Bruce Lee in a fight, tell them they are wrong. They are. Van Damme can't beat Bruce Lee. Neither could Jet Li, Tony Jaa, or Hulk Hogan. "But Superman could beat Bruce Lee!" No, he couldn't. Superman would fly at Bruce, Bruce would go WATAAAAAAAAAAAA, and Superman would fall down. The only two people who can beat Bruce Lee in a fight are Batman and Captain America, and that is indisputable realism and comic fact.

Any scene with Bruce Lee WATAAA ownage deserves a spot on the greatest fight scenes list. Lee taking out people with nunchucks and Lee taking a metal claw to the chest only to TASTE HIS OWN BLOOD are classics, but my favorite scene is any where Lee stands in one place and just destroys everyone who comes near him. It's like he's doing a dance. He can't even see them. But they step in his little circle and WATAAAAA and their nose goes flying out of the back of their head.

Sammo Hung AND Jackie Chan both eat dirt in this movie. Do you understand the words that are coming out of mWATAAAA *crash* death

Sean Thornton vs. Squire "Red Will" Danaher, "The Quiet Man" (1952)

"I'll count three, and if you're not out of the house by then, I'll loose the dogs on you."
"If you say 'three,' mister, you'll never hear the man count 'ten.'"

hey speak up

If my generation doesn't appreciate Charles Bronson, how can they appreciate John Wayne? I won't lie to you. When I was a kid the only two things I knew about John Wayne were "HEY PILGRIM" and that Al Bundy really loved the movie "Hondo" and that fact's relation to it never being played on cable.

What I grew to understand is that John Wayne had gravitas. Substance. Weightiness. That's missing from almost every aspect of society. Jack Bauer has gravitas; Tony Almeida doesn't. Kurt Angle has gravitas; John Cena doesn't. What they do seems more important in the grand scheme because they mean what they say, do what they say they're going to do, and succeed without falsity. So while there were many fine actors in the Golden Age of Hollywood very few of them could walk into a room knowing they could balls out end every man, woman, and beast. Clark Gable couldn't do it. Neither could Fred Astaire. But John Wayne could. He was gravitas personified, and that's why he gets to sit in the magical midnight diner with Marilyn Monroe and Elvis.

The fight scene in "The Quiet Man" rules because it just goes ON and ON and ON. It starts out as a bar brawl but ends up going all over town. John Wayne and Victor McLaglen brutally punch each other until one of them ends up in the river. I bet you can't guess which one.

Showdown at the House of Blue Leaves, "Kill Bill vol. 1" (2003)

"Those of you lucky enough to have your lives, take them with you. However, leave the limbs you've lost. They belong to me now."

Samurai Fiction, volume 1.  Ain't it beautiful?

My love of Kill Bill is unique in that I get all of the references/homages/rip-offs (like Uma's Bruce Lee yellow jumpsuit of doom from "Game of Death" or Gogo's bloody head from Fulci's "The Gates of Hell") but I love seeing them all put together, and I love the love that went into making it happen. There is absolutely no way I can know that Quentin Tarantino explicitly stated "I want white eyebrow from 'Fist of the White Lotus' to show up in my movie" and FAULT him for that. Every movie I ever make is going to have a walk on role ready for Dennis Haysbert. We love the people that inspire us, and the moviegoing public can't honestly think for a second that a guy like Tarantino is going to dress Uma Thurman up like Bruce Lee and pretend like he made it up. Pretension is a terrible thing, and it's sure as hell a lot worse than just being a giant dork ass.

Highlights of the fight include:

- Plucked out eyeballs.
- The cutting off of feet while doing something very close to a breakdance.
- Chiaki Kuriyama, my Zhang Ziyi backup plan.
- Gordon Lui getting to run into a room and go AAAAAAAAAAAAAH

After all of that you get a beautifully framed and filmed snow showdown (snowdown) and at least three moments when I looked at the image of a man bleeding and went EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. There are a lot of movies I like more (I'm the kind of guy who prefers Swedish donkey Christ-parables from the sixties) but there are very few movies I like to WATCH more. Kill Bill deserves this spot no matter what your talkback says.

Cooper. Two coffins... No, maybe three.

Sanjuro vs. Unosuke, gunfighter, "Yojimbo" (1961)

"Kill one or a hundred.  You only hang once."

"Yojimbo" has been remade into more different pieces of popular culture than anything else I can think of. The Bruce Willis movie "Last Man Standing" was a remake of "Yojimbo." The Ninja Turtles (and indie comic collectors) had a rabbit friend dressed like Toshiro Mifune named Usagi Yojimbo. In the school yard Bart Simpson has been known to shout, "Yo Jimbo!" It goes on and it goes deep, but nothing ("A Fistful of Dollars"...another remake...included) comes CLOSE to matching the coolness of Akira Kurosawa's original.

Guys with guns in martial arts movies are a long tradition. They show up like cowards to give themselves an unfair advantage. Unosuke is a little different because of his arrogance. He feels a little bit naked without his gun. It's a part of him. So he'll use it to kill, and he'll use it to show off. What he can't use it for is shooting Sanjuro, the wandering "bodyguard" played by Mifune. When Clint Eastwood faced off against a gun he needed a bulletproof vest. When Marty McFly walked in on Biff Tannen and his hot tub girls watching Clint Eastwood face off against a gun he realized that in a similar situation he would also need a bulletproof vest.

Toshiro fucking Mifune doesn't need a bulletproof vest. He runs up to Unosuke (and OTHER guys) all crazy like, DODGES THE BULLETS, and cuts him to death. He even lets the helplessly death-cutted gunfighter hold his gun again afterwards, knowing that his unique folk badassery will protect him. Sure enough Unosuke goes face down in the street and Sanjuro wanders away again, going off somewhere to inspire that one episode of Pokémon where Ash finds himself in the middle of a dispute between rival gyms.

Jason and the Argonauts vs. skeletons, "Jason and the Argonauts" (1963)

"Now the voyage is over, I don't want any trouble to begin."

I love "Jason and the Argonauts." It's weird. I'm not a fan of historical epics, be they realistic or fantasy. I don't have a particular love of Greek people, though I like their cheeses, nor am I the kid who got way too interested in mythology and drew a minotaur doing something for every single school project. I couldn't draw a minotaur doing long division, my mythology was more about knowing Electro's real name.

I'm also not a fan of the modern "monster" movie. The modern movie isn't about running in terror from something mean. It's about confronting and battling the monster. Aliens really started this. The Alexander Grady Portalan-doo Oregon-oo "I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS" rule of on-screen confidence. Now if the kids run into the Jeeper Creeper they try to karate fight him. If Van Helsing runs into a Roger Rabbit-quality werewolf he's going to fight it, and he's going to say something sarcastic about how wolves smell, or about Michael J. Fox, or the like.

But there is just SOMETHING special about this, the first real "man battles CGI monsters" hit, that does it for me. I can sit with a big grin on my face throughout the whole movie, being in awe of how talented animator Ray Harryhausen was and laughing at Todd Armstrong's terrible overdub. He's honestly two steps away from being actor Troy McClure. This one is a favorite of my Dad's. He remembers being stunned by the special effects. And you know? Forty years later it still looks a lot better than "Torque."

YOU MESSIN WIT MY GOT DAMN GOOD NACHA

King Arthur vs. The Black Knight, "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" (1975)

" Look, you stupid Bastard. You've got no arms left."

Weeeeeeeeee, are the knights who SAAAAAAAY... stop quoting Python. For the love of God. Even the guys who were IN Python can't say those lines and make them funny now. Have you seen anything with John Cleese in it lately? Dude was CLASSIC, and had his funny surgically removed after "A Fish Called Wanda." Now he just plays STAMMERING BRIT as people like Matt Le Blanc throw their hands around and make jokes about popular culture and the penis. And poor Eric Idle. He only shows up to narrate things that should be Shrek but aren't.

Quote it constantly or quote it not at all, "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" is absolutely one of the most funny, strange, and influential comedies ever made. They weren't the Marx Brothers but they had balls the size of Mars, and in those special years (back when Woody Allen was still a genius) the Pythons made themselves MORE than a comedy team. They became heroes. They became legends and Gods at what they do. I'm just overstating it. I'm about the four-billionth person to do so. Writing about the Pythons is pointless. They're just the Pythons. And I'm fucking thankful for that.

When told that NONE SHALL PASS, Arthur uses indie rock band The Dismemberment Plan to hack off the Knight's arms and legs, leaving him an arrogant, threatening amputee. The best moment is when Arthur kneels after cutting off both of the knight's arms, only to catch a Yakuza kick to the side of the face. Although the biggest laugh in the film (and there are far too many) for me is still the Black Knight winning his first fight with a gigantic boot to the balls.

911, WHITE MAN DOWN

King Kong vs. Godzilla, "King Kong vs. Godzilla" (1962)

"King Kong can't make a monkey out of us!"

It was the greatest miscarriage of justice in my childhood, and it happened about two decades before I was born. If Freddy vs. Jason was that territory-era Ric Flair vs. Hulk Hogan debate for me, the canon and sanctitude of Godzilla vs. King Kong became something much stronger. Like trying to argue who would win in a fight between Ric Flair and Shadow Ric Flair. WHO WOULD THROW WHOM FROM THE TOP ROPE? I wasn't setting up the fight, but I KNEW Godzilla couldn't lose to Kong.

The logic is simple: Kong is a big ape. Godzilla is a NUCLEAR DRAGON MAN who shoots fire and has defeated countless robots, monsters, and sprinting Japanese businessmen. King Kong was taken down by dudes in biplanes. BIPLANES. Godzilla would just go GODZILLA NOISE and destroy all monsters. However, by the time I got to the end of "King Kong vs. Godzilla" something very disturbing had happened: Harry Knowles and his wretched perception of what makes movies good or bad had just taken a big scoop out of the hyperbowl and KING KONG HAD ILLOGICALLY WON. It's like SHIT, watching Mike Tyson go down to Buster Douglas. King Kong walks away and leaves Godzilla underwater, beaten. I wanted to die.

I found out later on that there's an alternate version where Godzilla goes GODZILLA NOOOOOISE from beneath the waves to let us know that he's still okay, and I like to pretend (since I've never seen it) that Godzilla does one of those excited face moves where he books it across the ocean and jumps onto King Kong's back to the cheers of all.

King Kong could NOT beat Godzilla. King Kong couldn't even beat Denzel Washington. Or so I've heard.

CRIPPLEFIIIIIIGHT

Nada vs. Frank, "They Live" (1988)

"I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass. And I'm all out of bubblegum."

If you ever want to hypnotize someone, have them watch John Carpenter's "They Live." You'd think a guy named John Carpenter could "put together" a better movie than this. A joke by me the Pulitzer prize winning writer!

Rowdy Roddy Piper and Keith David have a problem. Piper (Nada) wants David (Frank) (not the White Ranger) to put on glasses that will allow him to see that most of the people around him are in fact evil aliens. The dilemma is that (Jason) (David) Frank doesn't want to put on the glasses. So Nada has to tell him to PUT ON THE GLASSES. Then they take turns pounding each other in the face. And every few seconds Nada stops to tell Frank to PUT ON THE DAMN GLASSES. PUT THEM ON. PUT THE GLASSES ONTO YOUR FACE. PUT THEM ONTO THERE. No luck, and they keep fighting. FOR EVER.

If you've seen South Park's infamous "Cripple Fight" you've seen Nada vs. Frank from "They Live." If you've seen two middle-aged men knee each other in the dick for half an hour you've seen Nada vs. Frank from "They Live." If you HAVEN'T seen these things (and I'm just guessing here on the dick kneeing) do so, and try to resist the urge to jump up and down laughing and cheering when they enter hour seven of the really bad fighting. The only way you will be able to escape pure bliss is if you fall asleep, and hey, it happens.

A funny aside: I was allowed to watch this movie as long as there wasn't nudity. If we watched and tits showed up, I'd have to leave. So I'm watching it with my Mom and Dad and it's terrible, but I love it, and then in the VERY LAST SCENE IN THE ENTIRE MOVIE there's a woman sitting there with her tits out. The VERY LAST ONE. My Dad goes "Well shit" and ushers me out of the room. PLACE THE GLASSES IN FRONT OF YOUR HEAD AND WEAR THEM.

Samurai vs. Bandits, "Seven Samurai" (1954)

"Again, we've survived."

Akira Kurosawa filmed his rainstorms like Jenna Jameson films her tits; impressively and constantly. I won't go film school on you here. "Seven Samurai" is about a lot more than samurai protecting a village from bandits. It's about class. Humanity. The villagers don't like the samurai but need them. The bandits could go raid any village they want, but they choose this one, despite the samurai. Men die, there is love, and again, we're defeated.

The entire scene gets the spot but it more specifically goes to Toshiro Mifune (again). In the middle of a sword battle, a gunshot rings out. Kyuzo falls to his knees in the mud. Everyone watches as he stumbles, tosses away his sword, and falls facedown in to the mud. Kikuchiyo (Mifune) pushes through and bumrushes the hut where the bandit chief sniper stands, aims, and fires. Kikuchiyo falls to the ground.

And because he is Toshiro fucking Mifune he stands right back up. He walks into the hut, sword in hand, and stares down the bandit chief. The chief has no idea what to do. Kikuchiyo should be dead. He backs up. Kikuchiyo follows. And with his last breath, Mifune lunges forward, kills the chief, and collapses on a narrow bridge, his bare ass hanging out. He's like a little boy. All men with their bare asses hanging out look like little boys. He's dead, almost humorously so, and yet we feel for him because he was our friend and we'd grown to love him.

"Akira Kurosawa" means "I'm better than you."

Optimus Prime vs. Megatron, "The Transformers: The Movie" (1986)
commentary provided by Matt of X-Entertainment

"One shall stand...one shall fall."

'86 Me: There's no way they would kill Optimus Prime. The commercial's lying.
'86 Him: But notice how they didn't say anything about Megatron?
'86 Me: ....
'86 Him: Eh? Eh?
'86 Me: Shit.

After all, not every television trailer for a children's movie begs the questions: "IS YOUR HERO, IDOL AND ROLE MODEL GONNA DIE?"

The film wasted no time in spilling its true intentions. For the sake of new toys, we were trading in our old, beloved characters for new, as-of-yet unproven Autobots and Decepticons. The ramifications of this would be discussed and debated for years and years, but my friends and I had to put such issues on the backburner for a far more pressing issue: Was Optimus Prime going to die? The television ads hinted at it, but c'mon...this was Optimus Prime!

We knew Megatron and Optimus were finally gonna duke it out, and this one was for all the marbles. This was the big one. We'd spent countless schoolyard afternoons pleading our cases over who would come out victorious. Prime was probably stronger, but Megatron was probably craftier. Prime transformed into a big, breathtaking supertruck that rarely hurt anybody, but Megatron turned into a tiny baby dick gun that hurt guys all the time. And regardless of whatever the toys' tech specs claimed, nothing was going to be conclusive until the legends battled it on the big screen.

You know how it goes. Prime shows up at the Autobots' Earth base to save the day from a legion of Decepticons, and finally, it's time to take care of Megatron -- once and for all. Then stupid Hot Rod gets in the way and inadvertently serves as Megatron's shield so he can shoot the holy shit out of Prime's red body. It's here that we learn the real reason why so many people hated Hot Rod/Rodimus Prime as the new Autobot leader. It's not because he sucked. He really didn't suck. It's just that the motherfucker got Prime killed, man. He tainted the outcome just enough for us to be satisfied in knowing that there WAS no outcome.

Forgiving that, the battle was something to behold. Chips of metal flying, words of tremendous finality being hurled -- even if it wasn't really for all the marbles, it sure as heck sounded and looked like it. When Prime musters just enough energy to give Megatron a few last lashes, it was the kind of edge-of-your-seat moment that makes the franchise totally deserving of its countless fanboys. The cartoon was often cheesy, sappy and maybe even a bit flaccid. Other times, like this, The Transformers were all that mattered.

I don't remember crying when Prime died. I really wish I had. Despite the fact that Megatron was soon transformed into the "new" character of Galvatron and despite the fact that Prime would later be brought back to life outright and despite the fact that it's just a damn cartoon, that was one freakass punkup bitch of a Showcase Showdown.

So, uh, does that mean Roller died too?

Good stuff!

Wong Fei-hung vs. John, "Drunken Master II" (1994)

"Drinking gives Herculean strength!"

I seldom drink wine, because I can't stop giving heavy punches. Jackie Chan (who still is unsure about the words that are coming out of my black man's radio) takes a ridiculous concept (a guy gets really good at fighting when he's drunk) and make a hit movie. TWENTY-SIX years later he make a sequel and manages to do what even he probably didn't know he could do: Blow away every single physical stunt and movement performed in those twenty-six years.

Anyone who doubts Jackie's fighting ability or performances should watch him fight Benny the Jet in "Wheels on Meals." But anyone who doesn't recognize Jackie Chan as a walking God in a world full of Chris Tuckers should watch "Drunken Master II," or "The Legend of Drunken Master" as it was dubbed in the states. Jackie bends, jumps, spins, and fights always an honest 2.7 centimeters away from being stabbed or having his head crushed by falling things. I don't know how he does it. And somewhere near the middle of that amazing twenty minute finale he gets kicked onto a bed of hot coals. I don't know. I don't know why he does it, why he did it, or why he'll probably do it again. But that man deserves our respect in a lot of capacities not limited to the Wilson brothers.

The scene where Jackie's leg catches on fire and he puts it out by JUMPKICKING THROWN WATER was my favorite scene of its kind until Tony Jaa started dethroning entire nations while on fire. The rumor is that Chan and Jaa are teaming up for a Drunken Master III, and if the difference between part one and part two is any indication Tony Jaa is going to become a being of pure energy and knee the concepts of space/time and reality upside the head.

Dragon vs. Colt, "Way of the Dragon" (1972)

"Movement number 4: Dragon seeks path. Hi-yah!"

Chuck Norris has the upper hand. He's big, young, and strong. He has Bruce beat. Chuck Norris, the man who we most often find thrust kicking the Deadly Foes of Jonathan Brandis through a windshield, has Bruce Lee (who only would lose to Batman or Captain America, remember) DEFEATED. Down and out. Unfortunately he was still a few years away from making FIREWALKER so he doesn't act fast enough, and that gives Bruce the opportunity to do what, class?

Adapt. From static to flowing. From attacking to counter-striking. Moving in and out. Lee sets him up, destroys his limbs, and finally, because he has no choice and Chuck Norris is a whole hell of a lot harder to beat up than Kareem Abdul-Jabbar (and possibly even Bill Walton), guillotines Colt right out of his 45's and wins the fight. Then he pays respect to his fallen opponent. Because he is Bruce Lee and was too damn great to stay on this Earth for too long.

This was one of the (if not THE) last movies to be filmed at the actual Roman Coliseum, so Colt and Dragon duking it out in the very literal gladiatorial sense is a big deal. Bruce Lee would go on to be the most important martial arts legend and icon of modern times. Chuck Norris would go on to be the guy who gave the thumbs up to the Average Joes in "Dodgeball."

Search your feelings you know it to be true.

Luke Skywalker vs. Darth Vader, "Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back" (1980)

"No, that's not true!  That's impossible!!"

i am your dad luke skywalker!!!    !!

How could this not be included? Arguably the most important and remembered popular culture moment of my generation on film, the Skywalker/Vader fight rivals the Inoki/Vader fight in terms of historical importance, cultural significance, and style. Look at that picture. See how nice that looks? That's back when George Lucas was a director and not the rich guy who made candy appear on screen.

This spot actually goes out to all the great Star Wars fights that were considered for a place on the list, including:

- The Rebel assault on the Death Star.
- Darth Vader vs. Obi-Wan Kenobi from "A New Hope."
- Greedo shooting first. I mean NOT shooting first.
- Those spaceships that I SO COMPLETELY DO NOT KNOW THE NAME OF vs. the AT-AT Walker from the Hoth... from the Battle for the Amazing Ice Planet.
- Ewoks versus folks.
- Darth Maul vs. Obi-Wan and Rob Roy.
- Jake Lloyd going "yipee" vs. My Urge to Kill Him.
- Yoda vs. Count Dooku (one dooku)
- Anakin Skywalker vs. Obi-Wan on the Amazing Lava Planet.
- Princess Leia choking out Jabba the Hut.
- The last fight from Spaceballs.

Rocky Balboa vs. Apollo Creed, "Rocky" (1976)

"Ain't gonna be no rematch."
"Don't want one."

Before you start going WHA WHA WHAT and throwing things at me, let me explain my rationale. One thing you have to remember about "Rocky" as a film is that "Rocky" is not "Rocky II, III, IV, V, or VI." This is very important. A lot of people don't know the difference, or they haven't seen the first Rocky since they were kids and base their nostalgia beef on Ivan Drago and Mr. T. I like those movies a lot, but "Rocky" should not be considered alongside them. "Rocky" won Best Picture...yes, BEST PICTURE in 1977. It beat out "Taxi Driver," "Network," and "All the President's Men." And okay, so it's not Taxi Driver, but it won that award for a very good reason: "Rocky" is an amazing movie.

Thing to remember two: What I considered when putting this list together. I wanted to be objective so I had to take into consideration both people who knew what they were talking about and people who didn't. Ask a guy in the street what he thought about "Au hasard Balthazar" and he's going to stare a hole through your head. Ask Roger Ebert what he thought about "Heavyweights" and it's not going to end up with nearly enough credit. You've got to experience BOTH sides in a situation like this. And what to consider?

Importance to film history. "Rocky" won Best Picture and basically built the template for our modern sports movie. Without "Rocky" there would be no effective "Rudy," no "Friday Night Lights," no "Miracle" or "Cinderella Man" or well, shit, "Dodgeball." It also gave us Stallone, who isn't really Alfred Molina over here, but without Stallone we'd be without at least 8 of the 10 movies we watched every year of our childhood.

Pop culture significance. How many people equate "Rocky" with boxing? Too many. And you can say "Yo, Adrian" to a baby in the womb and they know what you mean. And if it turns out life begins at conception after all, even THOSE kids could tell you that Rocky would've won those fights a lot easier if he'd tried to block, even once.

Fight quality. The punches are brutal. They aren't Raging Bull technical and they aren't Way of the Dragon creative, but they're punches. Punches from these two characters, two men who want so badly to win, so badly to knock the other out. Slow motion spit wads and funny flapping cheeks just drive this home.

It just makes sense objectively. "Way of the Dragon" is technically brilliant but isn't emotionally accessible to everyone. "Star Wars" is culturally important and significant, but is at the core Mark Hamill and a guy in a robot costume playing swordfight. We all did that as kids, with baseball bats. The He-Man/Skeletor thing where you just go back and forth, holding the bat/sword at head level, going "woomp, woomp, BOOSH." "Rocky" is technically sound (enough to win awards), emotional, and important. It makes sense objectively, even though my subjective list goes SPIDER-MAN KARATE KARATE KARATE.

And the final thing is that it tells us something about ourselves. Why do we fight? Why do any of these fights happen? Life. Pride. Dignity. Making something of yourself or a situation. We fight battles every day. Not always with our fists, but we do. And unlike Bruce Lee we don't always win them all. Rocky doesn't win this fight. He comes close, but not even that close. He just stays. He stands strong. He takes the shots (without blocking, jeez) and he weathers it. And that's what we have to do. We don't win every fight but as long as it has been weathered we come out a stronger person on the other side, ready to put on the flash USA tights and win the rematch, even if we're told there isn't going to be one.

It's not whether you win or lose, but how hard you fight. That's the best message of all. If you tap out you still might get that standing ovation.

 


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