“Point Break” was the first R-rated movie I ever saw. My friend Chris had HBO and two teenage sisters. His parents were a little more laissez-faire than mine when it came to movie selection.
It is in many ways a silly film, especially when it veers into the “100-percent pure adrenaline” speak of the early 90s “extreme sports” boom. On the whole, though, Kathryn Bigelow made a movie that is just slightly greater than the sum of its parts. I still have a hard time not staring at it until the credits roll when it’s on basic cable.
All of which is to say I’m a touch more discouraged over Patrick Swayze’s death than I have any right to be. I spent the morning listening to Mark Isham’s score, which has held up remarkably well. It made for a fitting tribute.
