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The Top 5 Best Machine Gun Scenes of the 1980s by Dr. Will Dabbs, MD

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The Top 5 Best Machine Gun Scenes of the 80s

America has an oddly bipolar relationship with automatic weapons. On one hand, we feel that these guns are so extra special deadly that normal folks will often never even touch one.

On the other, they are so cool that we flock to the local cineplex to see them exercised in their natural habitat. That’s honestly pretty weird if you think about it. Regardless, little gets my blood pumping faster than seeing my favorite action star unlimber something cool, select-fire and noisy on the big screen. While there are countless laudable examples, here are my five favorites.

The Hunter

Steve McQueen’s The Hunter is an underappreciated gem. This 1980 biographical depiction of real-world bounty hunter Ralph “Papa” Thorsen is funny, poignant, exciting, and cool.

It was also McQueen’s last film before he succumbed to pleural mesothelioma at age 50. The narrative orbits around an incongruously soft-hearted bounty hunter. The sequence wherein Papa Thorsen flees a pair of enraged rednecks throwing dynamite from a combine harvester while behind the wheel of a black 1970’s-vintage Trans Am tearing through a cornfield is just hilarious.

The story follows Thorsen’s exploits as he tracks down sundry bail jumpers. However, there is a dark thread throughout wherein a lunatic psychopath named Rocco Mason hunts Papa and his girlfriend over some unexplained slight.

Eventually Rocco stalks them both in a dark high school armed with an M-16A1 rifle equipped with an AN/PVS-2 night vision sight. Papa eventually rescues his girlfriend Dotty and flees the chemistry lab, turning on the gas taps as he leaves.

Rocco unlimbers his M-16 from the hip on rock and roll, ignites the gas, and subsequently blows himself to smithereens. The classic star-shaped muzzle flash from the M-16 in dim light was adequate to illuminate the dark room. I’ve run that sequence back and forth a dozen times. This scene was shot with good old-fashioned blanks in the days before digital effects. Also, the real Papa Thorsen has a cameo as a bartender.

High Risk

There aren’t but about ten people in the world who have seen the low-budget 1981 comedy heist film High Risk. That’s the real crime. High Risk rocks. It’s available for free on YouTube. Four buddies, none of whom have any serious military experience, are trapped in low-paying loser jobs.

On a whim they pool their meager resources and travel to Colombia with the intention of robbing a drug lord and getting filthy rich. They score weapons from a shifty gun runner and arrange for a couple of hippies with a beat-up old DC-3 to exfil them from a jungle airstrip once the mission is complete.

The flight service is cryptically called Adios Airlines. Their logo is a giant marijuana leaf painted on the side of the airplane. The nail-biting climax has our heroes trying to hold the drug lord’s henchmen at bay with some simply epic full auto MAC-10 action.

At one point James Brolin runs his MAC sideways while stabilizing the gun by gripping the extended buttstock with his left hand. I’ve actually tried that myself. It doesn’t work well.

When all seems hopeless the derelict DC-3 arrives just in the nick of time. The pilot then pops in a cassette tape of the Rolling Stones belting out Satisfaction as his crew chief unlimbers a belt-fed M-60 from the cargo door. Just describing that scene made me go back and watch the movie again. Trust me, it’ll change your life.

Scarface

The 1983 crime classic Scarface had some fascinating origins. Loosely derived from a 1929-vintage novel of the same name, Scarface took the Depression-era tale of Al Capone and transported it into the 1980’s Miami drug wars.

The end result helped define an era. The story was written by Oliver Stone. The movie was directed by Brian De Palma. Al Pacino’s depiction of Cuban refugee-turned-drug lord Tony Montana helped cement his position as one of the most accomplished actors of the modern era.

Like most De Palma films, Scarface was violent, profane, and messy. However, it was the final shootout that really anchored the film. The trajectory of the narrative follows Pacino’s character as he rises from abject poverty to unimaginable opulence.

Along the way, Tony Montana also loses his soul. At the climax, now stoked on his own dope and bereft of both friends and family, Montana has to face down a veritable army of drug cartel sicarios.

Hopelessly outnumbered and lyrically outgunned, he retrieves an M-16A1 rifle equipped with an M-203 grenade launcher. His timeless line, “Say hello to my little friend!” became cinematic legend. Forget that his 40mm HEDP (High Explosive Dual Purpose) rounds seemed to arm as soon as they left the launcher and nobody paid much attention to friendlies that might be behind their targets, the final gorefest was pretty epic.

As Tony’s lifeless body topples off the balcony into the pool below, a garish globe sports the neon slogan, “The World is Yours.” Brian De Palma was never known for his subtlety.

The host rifle was a full auto M-16A1. The M-203 was a fairly cheesy theatrical prop. I’ve actually held that gun, and it wasn’t terribly impressive up close. The double magazines were held together with gaffer’s tape, and the front ladder sight was actually installed backwards. Regardless, in the right hands that rifle helped create one of the most iconic gun scenes in Hollywood history.

Predator

No list of this sort is complete without a nod to the M-134 minigun in the pioneering Arnold Schwarzenegger sci-fi action flick Predator.

While the movie was awesome in its own right, watching Jesse Ventura and Bill Duke run that minigun from the hip set a new standard for Hollywood gun work. I saw the film in the theater back in 1987 when I was a soldier, and it changed my life.

The hulking alien Predator hunting humans has become a theme throughout seven full-length movies, but that was not the original vision for the film makers.

The original Predator was to be played by martial artist Jean-Claude Van Damme. Van Damme even suited up for some of the early scenes shot on location in Mexico.

However, at 5’ 9” tall, his screen presence seemed insufficiently compelling alongside physical specimens like Arnold Schwarzenegger and Carl Weathers. Van Damme was ultimately replaced by 7’2” Kevin Peter Hall who dominated the screen.

Incidentally, Hall also plays the helicopter pilot in the film. The M-134 used in the movie sported a custom mount built from, among other things, the handguard from an M-60 machine gun turned around backwards.

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The trigger on the weapon was non-functional. The gun was operated off-scene by an armorer with an electrical switch. The power cable was snaked through the actor’s trouser leg.

The weapon was down-regulated to 1,250 rounds per minute so the viewer could see the barrels spin clearly. The ammo pack carried 550 blank rounds which were good for about 25 seconds of continuous fire.

However, to preserve the actors’ mobility, they usually only packed enough ammunition for about four seconds’ worth of mayhem. We have seen the M-134 used in a variety of movies since Predator, but nobody has ever quite captured lightning in a bottle the way director John McTiernan did here.

I am proud to say that I have actually held the original Predator minigun myself. I thought I might never wash my hands again afterwards, but that eventually got kind of gross.

Aliens

There are lots of cool gun movies out there, but one film easily eclipses them all. When James Cameron was making his studio pitch for his sci-fi magnum opus Aliens, he supposedly just stood up in front of the movie executives with a white board, took up a dry erase marker, and wrote “Alien$.”

What resulted set an unassailable standard. Aliens came along at the end of the era of analog movie effects. That meant that Stan Winston’s aliens were monsters in the real world, and the weapons wielded by the U.S. Colonial Marines were made from the real steel.

Cameron himself designed the small arms used in the film. They were built in England by Simon Atherton and his team at Bapty, the same guys who brought us the guns used in the Indiana Jones movies and Star Wars.

The original M41A pulse rifles were to be built around HK MP5s. You can actually see an MP5 example on the “Peace Through Superior Firepower” t-shirt worn by Marine Ricco Frost if you look closely in the movie.

However, Cameron needed more muzzle flash than could be afforded by the 9mm Parabellum and subsequently opted for a World War II vintage M1A1 Thompson submachine gun as a starting point instead.

The M41A pulse rifle in the movie narrative famously fires 10mm caseless light armor-piercing rounds and includes a 30mm over-and-under pump-action grenade launcher.

The prop furniture came from a Franchi SPAS-12 shotgun, while the grenade launcher was a seriously chopped Remington 870 12-gauge shotgun. I would gladly give my 401k to own a screen-used original. The other paradigm-shattering gun in Aliens was the M-56 smart gun.

This massive gyro-stabilized support weapon was built from a German MG42 belt-fed machine gun mounted on a Steadicam mount originally designed to support a movie camera. When I saw Vasquez yell, “Let’s rock!” and unlimber that puppy in the theater back in 1986, I very nearly wet my pants. Also, if you haven’t yet seen it, surf on over to YouTube and type in “Aliens Sentry Guns Deleted Scenes.” You’ll thank me later.

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The Bataan Death March

Eighty four years ago, The Japs defeated the US Filipino Army at the Bataan Peninsula & were shocked at the number of POW’s captured. They were not prepared for this and they also held that anyone who surrendered were lower than Whale shit.

So they marched these exhausted, starving, sick men 65 miles to some hell holes called “prison camps”. During this hike that the survivors called it. Anyone falling out was bayoneted by the Japs or if the guard just did not like you. Also any rings like West Point, College Rings & other jewelry were stolen by them.

The Japs also would shoot at Civilians who tried to give food or water to the marching prisoners. So it really was a time of Hell on Earth.

What really got me was the fact. That almost none of the surviving guards except for General Homa were punished for this. Thanks to General MacArthur basically giving amnesty to the Japs after we defeated them.

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In Praise Of The Offhand Plinker ‘Hulkmania’ Should Only Be For Wrestling By Clayton Walker

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Post date April 9, 2026
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Most of us have shot a classic .22 plinker but moved on to “bigger” and “better.” However — sometimes — simple pleasures are the best!

Early into my shooting career, some of my absolute favorite moments resulted from cool, calm days where I had all of the time in the world to sling .22 rounds at dime-sized targets — and with little concern about ammo cost or being battered by the forces of recoil!

As I investigated what else the rimfire world had in store for me, I would repeatedly come across articles referencing some of the kings of the category: the Winchester 52 and the Remington 37, for example. Many of these designs were once considered the gold standard of accuracy within 100 yards and my interest was firmly piqued.

Unfortunately, my dreams of owning these legends dissipated once I picked them up. Today, I’m a lot more excited by those rifles that, to me, represent a golden mean between raw accuracy and ease of use. Indulge me and I’ll tell you what I think makes for a perfect “offhand plinker.”

The Walther KKJ is an exceptionally well-made “sporter” rimfire rifle. If you can see it with the naked eye, you’ll hit it with this.

“Seeable” reactive targets don’t much care for minor point-of-impact shifts. A rifle with a pencil barrel can zap them, hot or cold.

Two Ends Of The Spectrum

On one hand, we’ve always been awash with lightweight, affordable rifles and many of them have been of extraordinarily high quality. I learned recently that Ruger has produced more than 5 million of its famous 10/22 rifles. I would reason that within a half-hour drive of your current location, you can find a gun store with a 10/22, new or used, currently sitting on the shelf.

It’s no mystery why the rifles are beloved. The 10/22 is easily shouldered and aimed. It is robust and reliable, and tolerant of a wide variety of ammunition. When I was in my late teens, I had fired a gun before. However, the groups I coaxed out of a 10/22 got me to think about shooting differently. “Maybe I have some talent for this,” I told myself.

Additionally, America’s used gun market is awash with a number of .22LR rifles intended as either entry-level tools for pest control or “boy’s” or “youth” rifles that would serve as a child’s first introduction to marksmanship without mom or dad having to break the bank. The Winchester 67, Remington 514, and Stevens 15 are all prototypical examples of the type. In general, they are light, easily operated and despite their humble origins and no-frills materials, they tend to shoot surprisingly well!

Still, spend some time with them and their limitations come into focus. Most have very simple folded metal or “buckhorn” sights, thin barrels prone to heating up quickly and stiff triggers. Budget price points often necessitated budget materials so expect beechwood or plastic stocks, along with stamped steel construction of various small parts.

The Winchester 69 has Clayton’s vote for offering
buyers the most usable accuracy for the least spend.

The Bergara BMR — Its light weight makes for a rifle that can still be comfortably shot offhand even with a mounted scope.

Winchester 63 with a period-correct Weaver low-magnification scope. Light and simple is often best!

Winchester’s vaunted Model 52 is of the perennial kings of rimfire accuracy and craftsmanship, it’s also a boat anchor!

The Other End

As one moves from “budget” to “premium” in the rimfire rifle category, the upgrades are obvious. At the upper tier of the quality spectrum, buyers can expect to find longer, thicker barrels that aid accuracy. A 26″ tent-pole of a barrel not only offers more runway for the powder of a rimfire cartridge to fully and completely burn, but it gives open sight users more distance to ensure perfect alignment between the front and rear units.

The barrel thickness also ensures it heats and cools in a more uniform manner, which reduces any temperature-based point of impact shifts.

Along with those long, gorgeous barrels and hand-fit actions, you’ll also usually find very generous and beautiful walnut furniture, often with metal fixtures for the buttstock, sling attachments and other accoutrements. One look at these guns and you’ll immediately be transported back to an era where no cost was spared to provide the rimfire shooter with the best accuracy the day’s engineering and experience could allow.

The trade-offs, however, are size and weight. Most of the .22s you’ll find in rimfire competitions tend to be big. Extra mass provides more stability and precision, but makes it a rifle much harder to heft and shoot offhand. It’s not to say one can’t do so but those interested in the attempt normally have specialized shooting jackets dedicated to such a purpose.

The same goes for adding one of the most common and historic tools for improving one’s group: the scope. As my military buddies like to say, “Ounces make pounds.” Where rimfire rifles are concerned, I’ve found a 24-oz. scope moves offhand shooting on a big, wood-stocked rifle from the realm of “challenging” to “impromptu strength training.” Show me a guy who can heft a scoped Winchester 52D and shoot a great group offhand, and I’ll show you a guy who looks like Hulk Hogan.

Above, the Ruger 10/22 is well-represented in America’s gun stores, and for good reason.

The Middle Path

For the rest of us, many of the design specs and equipment choices maximizing mechanical precision come at the expense of practical accuracy. In simpler terms: Bring the scope to eye level, and your arms will almost instantly begin to feel like wet noodles and the reticle will wobble all over the place. To quote the old infomercials: There has to be a better way!

Indeed, there is no shortage of rimfire rifles which got an extra degree of TLC from the maker over the budget model yet weren’t fully optimized for bench work. The Winchester 69 remains perhaps my favorite rifle of all time. Yes, the trigger guard is stamped steel and the trigger pull isn’t astoundingly light, but the gun is like a laser in my hands. Within 75 yards, if I can see it, I can hit it. Of course, beyond that I probably can’t see it!

I also have a tremendous affinity for a number of quality pump-action rifles. Often, models like the Remington 12, Winchester 62 and Browning Trombone exhibit very high quality workmanship, are fast into action, and shucking rounds in and out of these platforms is a joy.

Still, I’m not picky. Just about any mag or tube-fed rifle with a thinner barrel, decent wood and a good set of aperture sights has my eye. To this latter point, I find “peep” sights allow for tremendous practical accuracy without the weight of a scope and mounts, yet they also eschew the alignment imprecision that often goes hand-in-hand with buckhorns or folded steel sights.

One key to finding a great offhand plinker is to look for the phrase “sporter.” Through the generations, the term has defined guns designed to be used afield — i.e., picked up and shot. Winchester made its storied 52 in a “sporter” configuration (a gun perpetually on my “one day” list), and Browning still makes its excellent T-bolt rifle as a sporter.

The wood-stocked version of Springfield’s new 2020 Waypoint rimfire rifle also comes with an accuracy guarantee and a stated weight of 6 lbs., 3 oz. Truly, a “best of both worlds” deal.

Elsewhere, composite materials help to keep the weight down. I purchased my Bergara BMR not only because of the Spanish gunmaker’s well-established reputation but because it was light enough for me to heft even with a scope included.

With a user-adjustable trigger — currently set at 2.5 lbs. exactly — and capable of eye-popping groups from the bench, I don’t feel like I’m giving up much to the walnut-stocked, bull-barreled monsters of yore.

Many sporter-weight rimfire rifles feature simple sights often challenging to aging eyes, but (right) the aperture sight is a godsend on a small-caliber rifle, enabling high precision with hardly any additional weight.

Freedom of Choice

Our own Massad Ayoob recently wrote he didn’t like the finger grooves on the third-generation GLOCKs because he didn’t like a gun telling him how he needed to shoot it. The same goes for me with the weight of many .22 rifles — a gun telling me it needs to live on the bench isn’t usually one that’s fun for me to work with.

Sure, the long guns I’ve gravitated to might very well give up some accuracy at the 50-yard line and beyond. I don’t know how many dudes are winning rimfire matches with clapped out “department store” rifle. Regardless, there have been countless golf balls, shotgun shells, playing cards and wood chips obliterated by my ugly, dinged-up .22 and the slight impact shift between a hot and cold barrel doesn’t normally matter on targets I don’t need magnification to see.

Ironically, the older I get, the more time I seem to spend with designs historically positioned as youth rifles. That is, they’re lithe, simple and inexpensive. To me, the feats of marksmanship putting a smile on my face are those coming as a result of me using my own two eyes and hands to zap something just at the threshold of my vision. Almost always, I’m going to reach for a .22 rifle to scratch the itch.

If it’s been some time since you’ve gotten away from the bench rest, or if you’re the kind of shooter who has regarded any sort of .22 as a novelty, here’s your invitation — buy a svelte, light rimfire rifle. It probably won’t cost you very much and I bet you’ll immediately rediscover just how fun offhand shooting can be.

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Look Before You Thieve And Other 10-Ring Tales By Commander Gilmore

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Post date April 9, 2026
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Evilio waltzed into a stop-and-rob convenience store without a second glance at cars parked outside, never checked the clothing of customers inside, and stuck a gun in the clerk’s face.

Had he looked, he might have noticed Wilbur Fernander standing by a cooler, wearing a black T-shirt with bold yellow letters reading Hollywood Police. He might also have noticed the gun on his hip, maybe the badge on his belt. But he got a chance to see them later.

Fernander, assigned to a street crimes unit, was conducting a routine business check while his partner waited in their unit outside. He only hesitated a second, surprised at Evilio The Oblivious pulling a heist with an officer in attendance, then alerted his partner by radio, stepped up behind Palau, and played a brief version of my-gun’s-bigger-than-your-gun.

“When he finally looked at me, his eyes got really big,” Fernander later told reporters. Yeah, we bet. And that sucking sound you heard, that was, well, never mind.

Palau, already wanted for parole violation, took the semi-smart option and dropped his .357 Magnum revolver on the counter. He was charged with armed robbery, possession of a firearm by a violent career criminal, and not-looking-around-real-good-before-pulling-a-stickup.

He might go into stand-up comedy. His story got a lot of laughs from other inmates at Broward County Jail.

Pause That Refreshes

It wasn’t his pistol that foiled Thomas Springer’s crime, but what done him in did begin — or you could say it ended — with a “P.” The former congressional press secretary had successfully held up the Crestar Bank in Vienna, Va., and was making good on his escape from the scene when he paused in mid-hotfoot to attend a call of nature.

About to jump into his getaway wheels, Tom stopped to take a public leak a short distance from the bank, and when he unzipped, a local dowager flipped.

When the masked robber revealed The Masked Avenger, the outraged citizen copied down the license number of the degenerate’s car and called the police. After a brief — very brief — series of remarks along the lines of, “Hey, this dude fits the description of …” the police had their suspect in hand.

Not the way he had just had himself in hand, see, but … you know what we mean.

Computer News

The Silver Bullet Award, given anonymously on the Internet, recently went to a poacher who took a shot at a buck standing on an overhanging ledge just above him. The deer was killed and — you guessed it — fell on the poacher, killing him.

Now we can say there are three types of justice left in America: Street, Poetic, and Occasionally-In-The-Woods.

And in other computer news, let’s hear it for Sebastian Strzalkowski, a 14-year-old lad living in Antigua, Guatemala, who helped the FBI land a most-wanted crook after the crook helped Sebastian identify him.

“Mr. Young,” Sebastian’s friendly neighbor, helped wire up the kid’s computer for Internet access. Sebastian then fired up the FBI’s homepage and found a photo of, yup, good ol’ Mr. Young, a most-wanted dude fleeing from a series of bank robberies in the U.S.

Leslie Isben Rogge, aka Mr. Young, had been languishing on the list for six years, but he became the FBI’s first Internet hit with an assist from Sebastian — and himself.

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