There’s a reason The Hunt for Red October keeps turning up whenever people start arguing about the best military thrillers ever made. It’s smart without being stiff, tense without overplaying its hand, and built around a concept that instantly works: A Soviet submarine captain may be defecting to the United States, but if the wrong people make the wrong assumption first, the whole thing could tip into catastrophe. That setup has powered the film for more than three decades, and now Paramount+ is adding it to its May 1 lineup.

Directed by John McTiernan and based on Tom Clancy’s novel, the film stars Sean Connery (Goldfinger, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade) as Marko Ramius, Alec Baldwin (The Departed, Beetlejuice) as Jack Ryan, Scott Glenn (The Silence of the Lambs, Training Day) as Bart Mancuso, Sam Neill (Jurassic Park, Event Horizon) as Vasily Borodin, James Earl Jones (Field of Dreams, The Lion King) as Admiral Greer, Joss Ackland (Lethal Weapon 2, Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey) as Andrei Lysenko, and Tim Curry (The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Clue) as Dr. Petrov.

The “Top Gun meets Crimson Tide” shorthand gets at the movie’s appeal pretty neatly: It has the muscular military-movie confidence of one and the chess-match submarine tension of the other. Even now, it still feels crisp, controlled, and ridiculously watchable.

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The legendary Roger Ebert wrote that The Hunt for Red October works because it builds its suspense around intelligence rather than noise. The story follows Jack Ryan, the one man who believes Soviet captain Ramius is not preparing to attack America but is instead trying to defect with a powerful new submarine. That setup gives the movie its central tension, as Ryan has to convince everyone else that they are reading the situation all wrong. One of the film’s biggest strengths is how clearly it handles a complicated plot. There are a lot of moving parts, a lot of important characters, and a lot of military and political maneuvering, but the movie never becomes confusing. Instead, it turns all of that into part of the fun.

The Hunt for Red October arrives on Paramount+ next week.

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John McTiernan

Donald E. Stewart, Larry Ferguson, Tom Clancy

Sean Connery

In November 1984, the Soviet Union’s best submarine captain violates orders and heads for the U.S. in a new undetectable sub. The American CIA and military must quickly determine: Is he trying to defect or to start a war?