Firefox

    Firefox
    1982

    Synopsis

    The Soviets have developed a revolutionary new jet fighter, called 'Firefox'. Worried that the jet will be used as a first-strike weapon—as there are rumours that it is undetectable by radar—the British send ex-Vietnam War pilot, Mitchell Gant on a covert mission into the Soviet Union to steal the Firefox.

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    Cast

    • Clint EastwoodMitchell Gant
    • Freddie JonesKenneth Aubrey
    • David HuffmanCaptain Buckholz
    • Warren ClarkePavel Upenskoy
    • Ronald LaceySemelovsky
    • Kenneth ColleyColonel Kontarsky
    • Klaus LöwitschGeneral Vladimirov
    • Nigel HawthornePyotr Baranovich
    • Stefan SchnabelFirst Secretary
    • Thomas HillGeneral Brown

    Recommendations

    • 88

      Chicago Sun-Times

      Clint Eastwood's Firefox is a slick, muscular thriller that combines espionage with science fiction. The movie works like a well-crafted machine, and it's about a well-crafted machine.
    • 75

      TV Guide Magazine

      For the more intelligent Eastwood fan, the film offers an interesting exploration of the actor-director's screen persona. Throughout, he experiments with a number of different disguises, finally embracing total dehumanization when he steps into the Firefox, dons the special mind-reading helmet, and becomes one with the sleek, gleaming, high-tech killing machine.
    • 63

      Miami Herald

      Firefox is no masterpiece, and it's not even a startling picture within its genre -- Cold War mischief. But it's briskly entertaining and, until the nyet-effect of all those stereotyped Russians catches up with us, even believeable. [21 June 1982, p.B4]
    • 50

      The New York Times

      Firefox is only slightly more suspenseful than it is plausible. It's a James Bond movie without girls, a Superman movie without a sense of humor.
    • 40

      Time Out

      The simple storyline is quickly grounded by flying chunks of exposition that director/actor Eastwood tries to ignore. Eastwood the director disregards many Cold War possibilities, preferring to dawdle over a first hour that mooches along while Eastwood the actor enjoyably dons various disguises, playing a man who can't act (or so everyone tells him) and is happiest left alone with his gippy nerves.
    • 40

      Empire

      An unbelievably long film for so little pay-off. More cowboys, please.
    • 38

      The Globe and Mail (Toronto)

      When the plot isn't lagging, it displays holes sufficiently gaping to accommodate a whole squadron of Firefoxes. [19 June 1982]
    • 30

      Washington Post

      Both loyal fans and neutral observers may agree that Eastwood has steered himself into a peculiarly murky flight path on this occasion. Literally murky, too. Much of the picture is so miserably underlit, even before the action reaches the Soviet Union, where gloom is meant to prevail. [22 June 1982, p.B]