Whichever way you look at it, Nakatomi Plaza was overrun with a bad case of the Rickman’s before McClane stepped in and showed Gruber the quickest way to the ground floor.
Admittedly, as with all acts of derring-do, you can’t make an omelette without breaking a few eggs. Or, in John’s case … legs. It cannot be denied that John’s interference with the heist resulted in way more death, carnage and insurance paperwork for the Nakatomi legal team than would’ve been the case if he and his vest simply let Hans rob the gaff, but a film about a compliant police officer who advises fellow hostages to simply allow the robbery to proceed without conflict so as to expedite a safe and non-violent resolution to the affair doesn’t add up to one of the greatest action movies of all time, does it? Better to let him run around in his vest cutting an iconic figure into the psyche of a generation or two.
The absence of footwear, however much we think that adds to the mix, was a regrettable scenario to find him in. Belting around the floors, ducts and vents of the tower would’ve been a shit load easier if he’d had the foresight to slam on a pair of fresh kicks.
He should’ve been wearing some of these bad boys, too.
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