5 minutes into the film: Fred Williamson's character, an ex-cop, is described by two other guys as "a man who doesn't play by the rules, but gets the job done" (does that remind you of anyone?).
10 minutes into the film: Fred beds his first woman.
15 minutes into the film: Another woman sees Fred naked and stares appreciatively at his "thing". He beds her too.
In the rest of the film, Fred beds two more women, gets hired to protect a stupid fat guy and is pursued by a lot of slow-witted, harmless villains whom he easily beats or kills. Throughout this "death journey", he wears the same black shirt, which is constantly unbuttoned, so as to give everyone a good look at his fit body.
Fred may be a lot of things, including "cool", but a convincing fighter he is not. The fight scenes are clumsy and the shootout scenes are laughable. The budget is so low that the film can't even show a car or a house explosion! All the supporting actors are so awful that it's hard to believe any of them ever worked in another film. (*1/2)
10 minutes into the film: Fred beds his first woman.
15 minutes into the film: Another woman sees Fred naked and stares appreciatively at his "thing". He beds her too.
In the rest of the film, Fred beds two more women, gets hired to protect a stupid fat guy and is pursued by a lot of slow-witted, harmless villains whom he easily beats or kills. Throughout this "death journey", he wears the same black shirt, which is constantly unbuttoned, so as to give everyone a good look at his fit body.
Fred may be a lot of things, including "cool", but a convincing fighter he is not. The fight scenes are clumsy and the shootout scenes are laughable. The budget is so low that the film can't even show a car or a house explosion! All the supporting actors are so awful that it's hard to believe any of them ever worked in another film. (*1/2)