Killing Season


Finally, the long awaited teaming of Jake La Motta and Tony Manero, the coming together of Al Capone and Danny Zuko, the union of Louis Gara and Vincent Vega!

Yep, Travolta and De Niro back-to-back! head-to-head! sharing the marquee!

Yeah, who am I kidding? No matter what I put on the sandwich board, as soon as one gets wind of the “… and Travolta plays a Bosnian war soldier” bit of the plot, it’s instantly clear that the only thing on the initially appealing-sounding menu is something crusty, and quite frankly, a bit off.

Emil Kovac (Travolta), a former Serbian soldier, has long wanted revenge on the American soldier who was ordered to kill him – though he somehow survived – and his colleagues back in the Bosnian war.
A pricey info-packet leads Emil to the remote Rocky Wilderness, where he befriends – and is welcomed into the cabin of – the unsuspicious enemy, loner, ‘Johnny Cash’ fan, and ageing ‘Rambo’ Benjamin Ford (Robert De Niro).

After offering the drifting Emil food and shelter for the night, Benjamin is talked into going on a hunting trip with Emil. But, and the shooting arrow hurtling towards his head is the first indication something’s amiss with the new friendship, Benjamin quickly learns it’s he who is being hunted.

”Killing Season” isn’t a bad movie, but it’s not an especially good one either. The story is (kinda there), and the talent is – though miscast – obviously capable of supporting the plot, but the forces were against this turning out for the better from those initial letters of intent.

DVD : A brief featurette on the making of the movie is included.