I'm all of twenty minutes into the original 48 Hrs. and I already want to poke the cop protagonist's eyes out with a pencil.

Wow, I'm lovin' this theme of disposable women, too--Reggie's attempted bar conquests, Racist Cop Guy's neglect of his wife being played up as faintly wacky, the practically voiceless hostages, the (cough) "dykes" whose home they invade and push around...

This film is doing exactly what it needed to, though: reminding me that despite the ongoing political shitshow, our culture has evolved tremendously for the better in the last 40 years--at least, in some parts of the damn country--and this ENRAGES our political enemies.

Almost done.

Yes, Eddie, women love all of... whatever the hell that just was that you did and said. Didn't you physically return this woman to the bar like a suddenly unwanted gas station sandwich, not 40 minutes ago?

Also, I should have timed the exact length of the Miraculous And Highly Believable Conversion Of Cop To Apparently Tolerable Levels Of Racism, but I'm pretty sure it was <120 seconds total.

This is why I do this, kids. This is the first it's felt good to live in 2020 in quite a long time. (Haha, that's a lie--I watch She-Ra and follow queer vixens on Masto and stuff. <3 )