Ian West’s review published on Letterboxd:
“At a time when floppy disks were still the norm, James Cameron and his team created a liquid metal killing machine that could walk through shit and transform into a random street cop or the floor of a mental institution.”
1991: My first Rated R theatrical experience, my Dad took me on opening weekend—in Florida of all places. (Coincidentally, this was the same family trip I was horribly scarred for life by sneak watching Hellraiser in our hotel room while pretending to sleep)
What a time to be alive.
This was easily one of my most watched movies all through the 90’s, and while I prefer The Terminator now a days, there isn’t a damn thing about T2 that I dislike.