With the passing of Tony Scott so jarringly sudden and bizarre. Let us use this space to reflect on was is possibly the best scene of his career, and personally, one of my favourite scenes in cinema. Christopher Walken gets do do what he does, that is to say, monologue, menace and entertain. Dennis Hopper gets to act up a storm playing a father protecting his son by forcing another man to kill him before they torture answers out of him. The body language alone (and note that the monologue is actually about how body language gives away whether someone or not is lying) is staggering. In an ironic footnote to this brilliant scene, the gangsters find the son’s forwarding address in Los Angeles pinned to the refrigerator. The sudden violence, the Robert Richardson-esque cinematography of harsh overhead lights and grain, shot by Scott’s regular DP, Jeffrey Kimball, the tour-de-force character actors doing their thing, which when you think about it, is the greatness of True Romance in the first place: Great actors chewing on a great screenplay (one of the first things to get made from Quentin Tarantino) and top-shelf Tony Scott visuals before the director went all epileptic-Avid-And-Colour-Filter-crazy.