Another Dork Hero has past. I grew up loving Ernest Borgnine in Escape From New York and The Wild Bunch, but I don't think I truly appreciated him until I saw a couple of films in quick succession. Emperor of the North pits Borgnine's railway dick against Lee Marvin's hobo and their axe wielding climactic clash is the stuff of legend. In The Devil's Rain he outchews William Shatner's scenery and manages to be goofy as hell, but pretty darn scary as well. The combo punch of these strange flicks made me a lifelong fan.
And yeah, this Magnet rests on my fridge this very second--