Film

Black Sunday

Name: Black Sunday
Genre: Action, Drama, Thriller
Released: 1977
Cast: Robert Shaw, Bruce Dern, Marthe Keller, Fritz Weaver, Steven Keats

Other titles called Black Sunday: the 1960 film.

A taut 1977 thriller about an Israeli intelligence officer racing to prevent a catastrophic terrorist attack during the Super Bowl. Directed by John Frankenheimer at peak paranoia-thriller form, it's a masterclass in procedural tension and geopolitical intrigue. For anyone who loves intelligent action that respects the stakes.

TMDb rating

3.4

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you like taut, procedural thrillers where the tension comes from competent people doing careful work against a ticking clock, and you don't mind a 1970s grit to the picture.

Skip it if you need the pulse to quicken early, since it spends a long stretch on careful setup and character before the machinery of the plot kicks in.

What it asks of you: Settle in for nearly two and a half hours of patient, methodical build-up, where suspense is stretched out rather than delivered in bursts.

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