There are very few films so boring so I can be driven from the room before the half way point. This is one of those films. A past his sell-by date David Essex plays a competitive motorcyclist taking on the champion, personified with stoic dullness by Beau Bridges. Harry H. 'I'm not the one with Sooty' Corbett is wasted in a small role and the rest of the cast seem to be American or are British actors pretending to be American. The opening credits of the print on Encore Action were letterboxed, and they do showcase the usual fine work by cinematographer Paul Beeson. Unfortunately the rest of the print was pan and scanned disastrously. The story by David Wickes--who also directed--is an utter failure. Even Essex fans will be let down, as his score is mostly drecky instrumental stuff. So bad, it's bad!!
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