Between the third and fourth installments of the Die Hard, twelve years have passed. Thankfully, though, that hasn’t diminished the series one bit.

John McClane is now a Lieutenant Detective for the NYPD, estranged from his children (and now divorced from Holly). He’s asked to do a favor for the Feds; pick up a hacker who is a person of interest in a recent attack on their computer system, and bring him to Washington. Of course, no sooner does John get involved in what should be a pretty minor task than he finds himself in the middle of a terrorist attack on the United States.

There are, of course, lots of unbelievable stunts, and if not for the blood on him, you’d wonder if this John McClane wasn’t just another alias for David Dunn, Willis’s character from Unbreakable. Some of the stuff he goes through should kill him ten times over. That isn’t something new to this series, though, and it’s still a heck of a lot of fun.

My biggest complaint, really, is just that there are so many scenes where you can tell that what the actors are seen saying isn’t what you hear them say. My date said, after the movie, that she hoped there was an unrated director’s cut, and I can’t say I disagree. The PG-13 rating didn’t diminish the action much, if at all, but John, thanks to the softened language, felt somewhat softer than he had in the previous movies, and that runs counter to what we see.