A man knew where he stood in the 80s and early 90s. With Willis, Stallone and Schwarzenegger in the top tier, Van Damme and Seagal fighting it out for the scraps, and a legion of disposable pretenders going straight to video behind them, a bloke could queue up with confidence at the multiplex, safe in the knowledge that a chisel-featured white guy would be taking on an ethnically diverse pack of villains, and saving the world in time to get a couple of pints in on the way home before the pubs all closed at 11pm.
