Bullitt (1968)

I'd never seen this but watched it last night, a freebie on my On-Demand. Peter Yates, the director, died this week so his ghost must have made me select it. It's a cool film, almost too cool at times. Steve McQueen, as a cop trying to unravel what went wrong with his protection detail, is stoic and as icy blue as his eyes. The film is like him, never emotional, simply going about its business of being an incredibly well-filmed, impeccably detailed cop flick. I loved watching it, but didn't love it.

It's got a pretty decent car chase in it, if you haven't heard.