Film

Black Moon Rising

Name: Black Moon Rising
Genre: Action, Thriller
Released: 1986
Cast: Tommy Lee Jones, Linda Hamilton, Robert Vaughn, Richard Jaeckel, Lee Ving

A high-tech heist thriller where an FBI operative hides a crucial evidence tape inside a stolen car, triggering a game of cat-and-mouse with thieves, mobsters, and corporate villains. It's sleek 80s action cinema—clever plotting, real stunts, the kind of film that treats its audience like they're smart enough to follow along without everything spelled out.

TMDb rating

2.8

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