Monday, 21 September 2015

Weekend of Trash XVIII

I met up once again with a couple of the guys from Blueprint Review for another weekend of non-stop B-movie madness. We managed to get through yet another abundance of low budget insanity including Codename: Blackfire, Ghost Rock, the very awesome H-Bomb, Deathstalker 4 and, err, Bee Movie!

Check out Blueprint's write up.

Monday, 7 September 2015


AWOL-72 (2015)

Directed by: Christian Sesma
Screenplay: Christian Sesma & Cecil Chambers
Starring: Luke Goss, RZA, Bokeem Woodbine, Heather Roop & Louis Mandylor

Director Christian Sesma and star Luke Goss seem to have a good thing going and re-team, after the flawed but very fun genre bending action film The Night Crew, for a more serious effort in AWOL-72. Unfortunately this second go around for the two isn’t quite as good (or anywhere near as entertaining) as their previous effort. Goss is Conrad Miller an ex-marine who has gone AWOL with some secret government information. Waking one morning, he sets off across country hoping to deliver said info to his contact but things go from bad to worse when he stops to help out a troubled young lady. Meanwhile, the LAPD, some Russian heavies and a mysterious assassin are hot on his trail hoping to get to him before he passes the information on.

Whereas The Night Crew was streamlined, action packed, mashed genres and had enough heavy artillery to arm to several action films, AWOL-72 is a much more serious, albeit low key, thriller more concerned with twists and turns than big shoot-em up action scenes. It’s cool Sesma and Goss have attempted something different here (presumably burning through some left over money they didn’t use shooting up the motel in The Night Crew!) and while there are certain narrative surprises (that this yahoo reviewer didn’t see coming!) and a little bit of stylish action come the climax, AWOL-72 falters with too many ideas and too many characters.

What should have been a taut and tight little thriller often feels dragged out and clogged up with too much going on. RZA’s cop on the case, who teams up with a Russian agent to find Connor, has little to do and his narrative strand doesn’t really go anywhere: though nice to see RZA playing it straight and getting to act a bit. Likewise, Connor’s journey to deliver said information takes s few unexpected turns but too much time is wasted on these divergent plot strands when the focus should have been on his quest and Bokeem Woodbine’s ruthless assassin who is relentlessly pursuing him. This unfortunately means the thriller element has very little urgency (save for the last 10-15 minutes when proceedings come alive!) and scenes of lengthy dialogue stretch on and on meaning that even the brisk 75 minute run time can feel a bit like a slog.

Still, getting past the negatives AWOL-72 is stylishly shot, Luke Goss makes for a commanding leading man (let’s get him in a big budget action film again!), the final fifteen minutes has some nicely staged gunplay and hand-to-hand fights (there should have been more of this), the supporting cast of familiar faces is a welcome touch and, well, Sesma certainly fills the running time with a plethora of beautiful women. Seriously, there is barely a scene without an attractive woman featured and this certainly helps during the more sluggish sections. Overall, not bad and a decent stab at a serious thriller on a budget but The Night Crew is much more fun and is a better showcase for Sesma’s and Goss’ obvious talent. 

Kill Zone

KILL ZONE (1993)

Directed by: Cirio H. Santiago
Screenplay: Frederick Bailey
Starring: David Carradine, Tony Dorsett, Rob Youngblood, Vic Terino

Kill Zone is essentially Roger Corman/Cirio H. Santiago-M16 firing-jungle exploding-Vietnam set-Philippine-shot version one hundred and…well, who knows how many. These flicks were a dime a dozen in the 80s (and this was definitely shot in the 80s despite good ole IMDB stating it was released in 93!) and features yet another bunch of dudes running around the jungle blowing shit up while a couple of (sort of) name stars lead the charge. Rinse and Repeat.

Kill Zone, why not the best of this once unstoppable genre, certainly packs in the firepower and at least has something a tad different going on in David Carradine’s bat-shit crazy Colonel Horace Wiggins. Not only is he horribly monikered but he’s on a one man mission to wipe out the VC, no matter the cost, leading the group of grunts he’s got on the firing line to question his motives and eventually turn on him.

All the by-the-by really as it’s just an excuse for copious amounts of ammo dispensing gunfire, ridiculous amounts of explosions and for the lead grunts to shout a lot as they dispense said ammo and blow shit up. Proceedings switch back and forth between the jungle action and Carradine’s office (looking suspiciously like Corman/Santiago’s then production office!) where he barks orders and incredibly un-PC insults, chews a cigar continuously, rocks the aviators and sweats like a bastard! Seriously, the guy was obviously feeling the Philippine heat and every shot unfortunately captures his sweaty and gross discomfort. Nice! However, he’s a hoot and obviously decided to go full tilt as the barking mad Colonel (and even dons a bandana and an M16 for the gun-blasting finale!) while the rest of the cast play it gung-go straight. The cast features a few other recognisable Corman/Santiago jungle actioner regulars along with one-time pro NFL player Tony Dorsett as one of the gun-toting grunts: he even gets his own scene where he puts his running back skills to good use to dodge bullets and lob a grenade at some bad guys. Cool.

It’s all run of the mill gun-action-jungle-destroying good times that while a bit of a slog in places, still delivers copious amounts of bullets, explosions and over-acting eccentricities from the late great Carradine. In addition, it ends on one of the most inexplicable (and unintentionally hilarious) freeze frames ever: so there’s that also! Apparently the flick recycles footage from other Corman/Santiago jungle actioners Last Stand at Lang Mei and Field of Fire, some of which can be seen in the groovy trailer below but isn’t actually featured in the film itself: ah, the brilliance of B-movies!

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Colt 45

Check out my new review of cool French cop thriller Colt 45 over at Blueprint Review.

Thursday, 20 August 2015

Lost Platoon


Directed by: David A. Prior
Screenplay: David A. Prior & Ted Prior
Starring: William Knight, David Parry, Stephen Quadros, Michael Wayne

During his illustrious career, David A. Prior churned out a few gems in amongst all the cheapness, absurdity and gun blazing action and this nobody reviewer considers Lost Platoon to be one of those gems. For sure it’s cheap, absurd (to the Nth degree!) and is packed with gun blazing action but it’s a neat little film with a cool concept, meshing action and horror, for some fun low budget good times.

A reporter (Knight) is saved by a mysterious squad of fighters while in combat during his service as a frontline soldier. Said squad swoop in and decimate the advancing German army during a battle in WW2. Fast forward many years later and said reporter is still covering the war, this time in war torn Nicaragua, where an evil warlord is making a right nuisance of himself.  While covering the conflict, the reporter stumbles across said squad of fighters again, who have not aged, and finally discovers their secret to eternal life and super strength: they’re vampires. Said squad, having fought through the ages, swan in to help the cause in the Nicaragua but soon realise they are up against a greater foe as the evil warlord shares their taste for blood.

Cheap, campy and oh so silly, Lost Platoon isn’t quite as cool in its execution as the above synopsis suggests but Prior (co-writing with his brother Ted) get points for trying here, squeezes out a bit of creativity despite the lack of budget and, of course, crams the flick with bullet spewing action. The concept is cool: a squad of soldiers (led by Stephen “The Fight Professor” Quadros: cool!) from wars throughout the ages and turned to vampires, form a squad of super soldiers and help fight in major battles across time. This leads to much fighting, shooting, and groovy Evil Dead style POV-speeded up camerawork that is pretty much ripped off wholesale from said franchise. The story of the evil warlord is all by-the-by really and is just an excuse for lots of dudes running around with M16s, shooting each other in bloody squib-tastic fashion: so business as usual for Prior then. 

Shot in and around the woods of Alabama, Lost Platoon suffers from the usual sluggish pacing problems and often-amateur acting found in such cheap films, but Prior buoys proceedings with the odd bit of creativity and moments of what-the-fuck! From the groovy aforementioned camerawork to crazy moments such as the squad being able to catch bullets (!) and exhibit a Jedi mind trick when the situation calls for it (which is as hilarious as it sounds!) to the opening battle set during WW2, which is actually pretty cool and nicely staged.

If you ain’t one for Prior flicks then you’ll probably find the whole thing hilarious in a so bad its good way but if you dig his films and have an affinity for low budget action and horror flicks, especially ones that are kind of like a 50s B-movie with 80s style violent action, then Lost Platoon is a hoot and one of the sadly missed filmmaker’s more enjoyable escapades.


Operation Warzone


Directed by: David A. Prior
Screenplay: David A. Prior & Ted Prior
Starring: William Zipp, Fritz Matthews & Joe Spinell

Ah the good old days of B-movie action films where all you needed was a bunch of dudes, some prop guns, loads of squibs and a jungle/forest setting to film it all in and voila you have a movie. Ah the good old days of the David A. Prior films when he did exactly this. Operation Warzone is prime Prior: Vietnam jungle setting, squibs galore, M16 blazing action and a bunch of dudes running around getting shot.

Here three US army troops come under heavy fire, escape the Vietcong by hiding away in their tunnels, where they rescue a couple of other US army dudes who turn out to be undercover agents looking for somebody called “The General” who has information on some other army big-wig who is out to do a shady arms deal to make a ton of money. Or something. Throw in Joe (Maniac) Spinnell as the one orchestrating it all from his cushy office in DC and a ton of bloody squib, gun blasting action and voila, Operation Warzone.

If you love 80s Vietnam machine gun firing flicks, David A. Prior films and B-movies in general then you know the drill: scene after scene of machine gun spewing firepower, lots of running around, lots of shouting (and sweating!) and if all else fails/grinds to a holt/runs out of steam, a couple more machine gun spewing scenes of firepower. That’s Operation Warzone in a nutshell and if you dig all that has just been mentioned then this flick is some gun blasting good times. There is a lot of shouting from the cast (including one random Australian dude: “Enough of this dingo shit!”) lots of running around, double crosses, fist-fights (including one where it seems they ran out of ideas and so decided to just have two of the main characters punch one another!) and, yep, bloody squib gunplay galore. If Operation Warzone gets points for anything, it is for the amount of people shot in over-the-top squib-tastic fashion: so much so that even after one of the characters at the end of the film declares “It’s all over!” two more people get shot in a hail of bloody squibs! Awesome.

For it’s barely 80 minutes of runtime, Operation Warzone is an action blast but can’t escape Prior’s penchant for the absurd. Joe Spinell serves little purpose, only has a couple of scenes and is really only there to add a “name” to the cast: though he does get to look at an attractive ladies boobs in one of his scenes! The music is also all over the place: one minute 80s rock-tastic, propelling the action, the next minute going for comedy japes as the soldier’s run around looking lost. Weird! But thankfully we are never far away from the next machine-gunning action scene with bloody squibs going off! Not quite as dementedly fun as Prior’s Deadly Prey or Lost Platoon but still a bullet riddled action hoot from the late, great director. 

Tuesday, 18 August 2015


VICE (2015)

Directed by: Brian A. Miller
Screenplay: Jeremy Passmore & Andre Fabrizio
Starring: Thomas Jane, Ambyr Childers & Bruce Willis

Action sci-fi shenanigans abound in this slick if rather ho-hum thriller which sees a rather creepy guy called Julian (Willis, seemingly phoning in his performance from the future!) ruling over a fantasy section of society, called Vice, where humans can do whatever they want without consequences: basically for men to be complete dicks and kill people! Said section is inhabited by life like robots who aid scuzzy humans in living out their fantasies/depravity and when one of the said robots, Kelly (Childers), suddenly becomes self aware and realizes all the horrible things she has had to endure, decides to go on the run throwing the perfectly constructed world of Vice into chaos. After a bit of contrivance she teams up with long-haired no-nonsense cop Roy (Jane) who hates Vice and everything it stands for and the two go on the run, ever perused by Julian’s goons, in an attempt to expose Vice for the seedy and corrupt society it really is.

At a brisk 90 minutes, Vice moves along fast, has just enough gun blazing action to keep one entertained, a few good performances (sans Willis!) but unfortunately doesn’t spend enough time exploring it’s futuristic concept and setting. Kelly becomes self aware rather quickly and takes to it a little too easily so the on-the-run/chase element can kick in quicker. It’s running and chasing and shooting from there on out, which is all good and entertaining but Vice then just becomes a sort of run-of-the-mill chase thriller with a few sci-fi trappings. There is a sort of sub-plot of Kelly meeting/teaming up with a one of the originators of Vice who may be linked to her past, and he joins in with the run and shoot escapades, but unfortunately adds little interest and it would have been better if proceedings had just focused on the runaway robot and Thomas Jane’s grouchy, scruffy cop. 

Both Ambyr Childers and Thomas Jane (who always brings a bit of grit and class to genre fare), seem to be trying and give solid performances: though would appear to be in a different, and much better, film than everyone else. The less said about Bruce Willis’ lack of performance the better (extended cameo, seems asleep most of the time, picks up pay cheque!) and while some of the supporting cast are good (Johnathon Schaech coming across particularly creepy as Julian’s right hand man) they don’t get much to do in the film’s too short running time.

On the upside, the makers have certainly tried their best to deliver an entertaining package with a lower budget and a truncated run-time. Proceedings are pretty slick and some of the gun-toting action staging is well done and injects the film with some excitement. Plot absurdities abound but Childers central performance and just enough bullet spewing action keep Vice on an entertaining track, especially those looking for a small dose of entertaining sci-fi action trash. 

Friday, 14 August 2015

Marked Man


Directed by: Mark. F. Voizard
Screenplay: Thomas Ritz
Starring: Roddy Piper, Jane Wheeler & Miles O’Keeffe

Rowdy Rod takes centre stage in this low budget riff on The Fugitive and while he gets to punch many (many) folks in the face, he reigns it in somewhat to portray a wrongfully accused man attempting to clear his name. Sent to the clink for accidentally killing (i.e. punching the man to death!) a douchebag drunk driver who kills his fiancĂ©, former mechanic Frank Gibson pays his dues and wiles away his time showing off his fight skills in some prison sparring. Unfortunately, he stumbles onto the hit of another inmate, the two corrupt guards perpetrating the killing then setting their sights on Frank. He does a runner, escapes death, but is now on the run with cops, mob enforcers and shady ex-cop/hitman Miles O’Keeffe hot on his trail.

Run of the mill video filler (from the once prolific Pierre David 90s action movie production line: Mission of Justice, Martial Outlaw, Bounty Tracker and many more) which is livened up by the presence of Piper, O’Keeffe making for a decent bad guy and that the pace never slackens meaning it has a cool on-the-run vibe. Roddy Piper always makes for a good action hero from classics like They Live to action blow-outs such as Back in Action and Tough and Deadly. While he had a somewhat jokey persona in those films, here he plays it straight as a man under pressure and on the run. He’s pretty good too, bringing a of bit class to proceedings as the wrongfully accused Gibson but don’t worry he still gets to punch, kick and break a lot of necks. Good to see O’Keeffe (The Hard Way, Phantom Raiders) here also as he makes for a suitably shifty bad guy, despite his very dated mid-nineties ponytail (not cool!).

It’s all very predictable, low-rent and in some instances a little absurd (Piper foiling the robbery of a coffee shop he is hiding out in, just so he can punch yet another person in the film: though the douche holding up the coffee shop certainly deserved it!), yet it all trundles along rapidly, is nicely shot on location (in Canada!) and features a good smattering of nicely staged rough and tough action. Piper and O’Keeffe have a brutal one-on-one and there is a nicely choreographed fight between Piper and another goon in the finale. They Live is still Piper’s best and this doesn’t quite touch the action awesomeness of Back in Action and Tough and Deadly but Marked Man is a very enjoyable B-movie with a solid performance from the late and great Rowdy Roddy Piper. 


Thursday, 30 July 2015

Fatal Blade

FATAL BLADE (aka GEDO) (2000)

Directed by: Talun Hsu
Screenplay: Nao Sakai & Bill Zide
Starring: Gary Daniels, Kiyoshi Nakajo, Seiko Matsuda, Kentaro Shimizu & Victor Rivers

Gary Daniels plays tough LA cop (well, obviously!) Richard Fox who just doesn’t have the time to meet his girlfriend’s parents because, you know, he’s busy doing tough cop stuff. This involves staking out some nefarious crime lord called Bronson (Rivers) who when not hanging out with hot women in their underwear (well, somebody’s got to!) is committing crime all over LA. A local rival Yakuza gang want Bronson dead and send their top assassin from Japan, Domoto (Nakajo), to kill him. However, it all goes pear-shaped when Fox and his partner intervene which eventually leads to a high speed car chase which (wouldn’t you know it!) ends with the death of Fox’s partner. Thinking Domoto was the killer (he wasn’t, it was some other evil Yakuza type), Fox naturally swears revenge and goes gunning for it all over LA. Meanwhile, Domoto is injured, has a foxy female in tow (!), and now questions the motives of his Yakuza employers. In addition, Bronson is still alive and also looking for who tried to kill him, meaning there is a whole lot more going on than usual for a late 90s low budget action flick starring Gary Daniels. 

Fatal Blade has all the great traits of a 90s low budget American action film: Gary Daniels, 90’s fashions, bad guys rocking goatees, a dead partner, a hero who is just so darn committed to his work, a surfeit of decent action and blink and you’ll miss them cameos from stalwarts George Cheung, James Lew and, bizarrely, Cuba Gooding Jr’s dad (ok, so Cuba Gooding Jr’s dad is not necessarily a 90s low budget American action film trait but is certainly a bonus: I guess!). The whole film has the look and feel of the time period and looks exactly like a million other films that would have clogged up video stores in the 90s. Yet Fatal Blade does try to do something a bit different, attempting to include a bit more story and character than is usual for a straight-to-video action film. Daniels’ cop out for revenge is only a small part of proceedings with just as much time given to the story of Domoto and his blossoming relationship with the woman he has in tow. In fact there might be a bit too much going on in Fatal Blade, as there are at least 4 bad guys at one point and in the last act focus switches again, this time to Rivers’ goateed Bronson. No doubt this was probably a longer and more ambitious film, cut down to 90 minutes and unfortunately means Daniel’s feels more like a co-star than the leading action man.

Still, the film is nicely played and while there isn’t near enough action as one might be expecting what there is, is very good. While there are only a couple of fights, they are crisply choreographed by Alpaha Stunts alum Koichi Sakamoto and Akihiro Noguchi (Drive, Guyver: Dark Hero) meaning Daniels get’s to cut loose and show his impressive fight skills. He even gets that other well worn trait of having to chase down some goons (unrelated to the rest of the plot) just so he can stop in an alleyway and fight them so we know what a bad ass fighter he is: cool!

While it gets a little muddled and looses focus with its various plot strands and their characters, Fatal Blade nobly attempts to be more of a serious crime flick than an outright trashy action film and often succeeds at this but thankfully remembers to also bring some decent action and fights to the plate meaning one still gets to see Daniels’ kick some ass.  

The Ghost

THE GHOST (2001)

Directed by: Douglas Jackson
Screenplay: Douglas Jackson & Dave Tedder
Starring: Chung Lai, Richard Hatch, Cary Hiroyuki-Tagawa, Michael Paul Chan, Brad Dourif & Michael Madsen


This is some mad shit right here. On the one hand this is a low budget actioner, with a few well known stars in the cast, of the type you would have seen a million of back in the 90s video shop heyday. It’s the tale of a Chinese super assassin (Lai) fleeing Hong Kong and hiding out in LA while the crazy crime boss she tries to kill, some bounty hunters and the cops are all out looking for her. On the other hand it’s some bat-shit-craziness about said assassin hiding out in LA posing as an internet bride (!) with a good portion of the story focusing on her relationship with her new American husband (Hatch), while the likes of Tagawa, Dourif and Madsen seem to try and out overact one another. Oh and not forgetting the homeless guy with no legs who gets into kung fu fights (what the?!), Chung Lai’s complete inability to express any emotion and, well, more absurdity than one can possibly imagine leading to a whole load of what-the-fuck!

This should have been a fun and straightforward action flick (and I suppose on its own insane terms, it kinda is) but is instead an unintentionally hilarious and, often downright, odd cavalcade of low budget weirdness. From Tagawa’s (a dude all of us in the action movie community love) completely insane bad guy performance (complete with face-painted-orgy-sex-scene that opens the film: seriously WTF!), to poor old Richard Hatch actually trying to take it all seriously, to Michael Paul Chan and Brad Dourif looking as though they will immediately walk off set as soon as they have said their lines, to Madsen’s the-fuck-am-I-doing-here performance where I swear it appears he is looking off camera at the director/his agent/some poor sap from the crew and is going to punch them, meaning  you have possibly the most what-the-hell-am-I-doing- in-this cast of any low budget action film. Ever. 

On top of this proceedings rarely make sense, the editing is all over the joint, Chung Lai (a star of some infamous Category III Hong Kong films) is, well, I’m not even sure I can describe her “performance” adequately and she has perhaps the most obvious stunt double in her fight scenes (i.e. it’s a dude dressed up as her) and The Ghost is just, well, mad. Shame as the cast is decent, the two dudes who play Madsen’s bounty hunter cronies are actually pretty good (and should have been given more to do) and the fight action (when it happens and despite the copious doubling) is actually pretty good, having been handled by Koichi Sakamoto and his stunt team (Drive, Wicked Game).

I ain’t one to rag on movies just for the sake of it but damn it’s hard to write a review and not point out the complete absurdness/crapness that takes place in The Ghosts’ 80 minute run time. It will test the sanity of the most hardened action trash fans, I’m sure there are dozens of drinking games you could play while watching this and if there was ever a low budget action film that needs some kind of making of/documentary about its production, then this is it!