Thirty years ago, an unremarkable little movie was filmed in Florida:
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0086011/?ref_=nm_knf_t3 where I happen to live.
Sort of a "chick flick" I suppose.
Nothing special, until the end, when a huge .44 magnum appears and ushers in one of the most unforgettable scenes I've ever seen in a movie.
There was another movie I once saw many years ago, starring, I
think, Tom Sellick (although I might be wrong about that).
This one took place during World War I, and in the climactic scene, the hero and his girlfriend are dived upon and
twice strafed with
long bursts from
twin machine guns, fired by the villain in a German biplane.
Although dozens, if not hundreds of bullets kick up dust all around the stationary couple, the only apparent casualty was the girl, who fell down with a small smudge on her forehead during the first pass.
A nun suddenly appeared and cradled the fallen girl in her arms, exchanging worried looks with our protaganist while the plane circled around for a second pass.
Now he's gonna shoot at a nun too? Boo Hiss!!!
During the second burst of fire which struck no one on the ground, our hero produces a hand grenade and hurls it at the oncoming plane. This grenade somehow cleared the prop and upper wing and landed in the small aft cockpit hole that would have been occupied by a co-pilot, had he been present. Pulling up from his dive, the bad guy rose up and frantically plunged his arm into the second cockpit, trying to retrieve the grenade, but, being a bad guy who couldn't hit anything with
two attempts with
two machine guns, he also wasn't quick enough to pull this off.
The girl quickly recovered from her smudge and she and the hero lived happily ever after.
I wish I could remember the name of this movie because I'd like to see that outlandish scene again.