Film

Dirty Harry

Name: Dirty Harry
Genre: Action, Crime, Thriller
Released: 1971
Cast: Clint Eastwood, Harry Guardino, Reni Santoni, John Vernon, Andrew Robinson

Dirty Harry is the blueprint for the loose-cannon cop movie: Clint Eastwood as Inspector Callahan, squinting through San Francisco fog while a taunting serial killer exploits every legal loophole meant to protect the innocent. It's lean, mean, and genuinely uncomfortable in its politics — less a plot than a dare, asking how far you'll let a man go before you stop rooting for him.

TMDb rating

7.5

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