Vic Armstrong

I was familiar with Armstrong’s name through his involvement on several Bond movies, plus I knew he’d been involved in a quite a few of my favorite action oriented movies over the years, so was looking forward to some interesting insights.

Unfortunately this autobiography doesn’t really deliver on that expectation. It’s basically an impressive list of credits woven together by a string of anecdotes.

I didn’t really come away knowing anything more about the man, the business, or why he does what he does beyond that he turned out to be good at it.… (altro)

I don't know what kind of book I expected from a stuntman, but this is a mess. Armstrong is all over the place, the world's greatest stuntman needs the world's greatest proof reader. He goes from stressing the importance of work ethic in one sentence to openly bashing directors and executives in the next. Some areas of the book are completely irrelevant, like when he describes meeting Marlon Brando by explaining how much money he made for his 10 minutes in Superman or when he brags about helping some dickhead steal 3 meters of film from Stanley Kubrick. Many of his stories come across as either suspect or downright bullshit. A big disappointment.… (altro)