Poor Jack - he made a fortune off Joker merchandise bearing his image following Batman, and that line from A Few Good Men found itself reaching "you talkin' to me?" levels of quotability in the nineties, but neither triumph could ameliorate the wounds of his Danny DeVito directed/David Mamet written Jimmy Hoffa biopic from 1992 tanking commercially and receiving a couple of Razzie nominations in 1993 when that was his one great picture of the decade which featured his best performance since The Shining, particularly when he was zinging the then-attorney general Bobby Kennedy with claims that he was the Fredo to John's Michael and accusing the entire Kennedy family of being little more than a "bunch of rum-runners" :
I'm not gonna spoil the exact ending of the movie for anyone who hasn't seen it yet, but, regrettably, it doesn't conclude with a sequence based on the possibly total bullshit theory that Richard "The Iceman" Kuklinski and four mafia jobbers snatched Hoffa up from the Machus Red Fox parking lot, killed him by stabbing him in the head with a hunting knife, and disposed of his body by putting it into a barrel, placing it into the trunk a Toyota which was compacted with numerous other cars, and then shipped back to Japan as scrap metal. Vincent D'Onofrio would've made a good Kuklinski and employing the likes of Frank Vincent and Frank Sivero as stereotypical mobster stooges has never hurt any movie.
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fuuuuuu - never even knew he'd done a jimmy hoffa movie
I don't like it when actors do impersonations of famous people, that's not really acting to me. But whoever played RFK did a hell of a job with the "threaaaaaats." Actually though, RFK was a tough little prick himself.
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