A lot of the reviews for "Falling Down" are going to compare it to earlier movies about white men who go berserk: "Joe," for example, or " Death Wish ."
The better movie has Bill celebrated as a hero à la Taxi Driver , a real voice of the seething majority as opposed to this ballistic anomaly meant to stand in for Reagan, Ollie North, George Sr., and the whole mess at the beginning of the '90s that Clinton had yet to paper over with his smooth Arkansan charm.
The image of this Eisenhower-era nebbish stalking through the rubble of modern L.A. has a pungent, sci-fi aura it's The Twilight Zone meets Dirty Harry.
If the movie had ended right here, or if Schumacher ("Flatliners," "Lost Boys") had done more thinking and less ranting, it might have retained some of the integrity of this semi-timely premise.
Director Joel Schumacher (Flatliners) has made a Joe for the '90s, which will seem as overblown and rabble-rousing 20 years from now as Joe seems today.