Thursday, 27 March 2008

Into the Sun


Directed by: mink
Screenplay: Seagal & Joe Haplin
Starring: Steven Seagal, Matthew Davis & William Atherton

Seriously, what happened to Steven Seagal? By no means was he ever a great thesp and he wasn’t even the best action star, but he did use to put out entertaining and well crafted action films. Since the millennium, his straight to DVD flicks have been a mixed bag, some half decent (Mercenary for Justice) others downright awful (The Foreigner) but Into the Sun has to rank as his worst. Hardly an action film at all, it features such ineptitude in filmmaking you have to wonder what on earth went on behind the scenes. The film certainly looks good, like it had a budget, the Tokyo locations providing an exciting backdrop and Seagal himself is certainly less in the shadows and less doubled like he was in previous films. Hell, he even does his own fights in this one and is more trimmed down and in better shape like he was in his glory days. But, alas, Into the Sun makes no sense, has randomly connected scenes that go nowhere and very little action to recommend it.

The plot is some kind of mish-mash of Yakuza and Triad gangster rubbish, undercover CIA bollocks and a wince inducing Seagal romance. He may be trying to soften his side but his scenes of wooing his lady friend are just painful. In addition, Seagal speaks the movie partly in Japanese and English, which is all fine and well apart from most of the Japanese isn’t subtitled, making it impossible (unless you speak fluent Japanese) to decipher what is going on. Maybe it was just the DVD I watched, but why where the subtitles incomplete, just stopping and starting at will? Co-star Matthew Davis (Tigerland) just looks embarrassed and bewildered as the agent assigned to work with Seagal. The scene where the two talk in a bar while Seagal reminisces about growing up is car crash cinema at its best. Seagal is barely registering, throwing out random lines of dialogue while Davis looks like he is a million miles away not even reacting to him. And what the hell is the great William ‘Ghostbusters’ Atherton doing in this?

I hate to rag on a movie too much but there is little to be positive about here. There is some brief action, the best being Seagal taking out some thugs in the street but that’s about it. Things must have gone on in the making, as its hard to believe this was how the film was meant to end up. Seagal certainly turned things around (somewhat) with the likes of Renegade Justice and the upcoming Pistol Whipped, but Into the Sun is a long way from the great days Under Siege.



Directed by: Robert Munic
Screenplay: Joseph John Barmettler & J. Reifel
Starring: Maryam d’Abo, Ayre Gross & Jeff Speakman

Timelock is about as low rent as low rent sci-fi action movies come. Shot in the mid nineties in what appears to be a series of abandoned warehouses, flicks like these were a dime a dozen and clogged up the video store shelves and cable channels throughout most of the last decade. Shot in almost perpetual darkness, featuring special effects that make the original Dr. Who look awe inspiring and with hammy overacting a plenty, Timelock is quite obviously: brilliant. I’ll make no bones about it; I love these kinds of movies. Sci-fi and action movies that feature former or once promising A-list stars which were all shot in and around the same industrial estate in Los Angeles. They have a cheap and cheerful charm and when the budget couldn’t stretch to the ambitions of the director and his crew, they just jammed in as much action, nudity and ludicrous leaps in logic to amp up the entertainment factor.

It’s something like 2251 and a giant asteroid floating through space is doubling up as a maximum security prison for the universe’s worst. On its way to this asteroid is a ship piloted by former Bond girl Maryam d’Abo, who is eager to drop of her cargo of new prisoners. Amongst them is petty thief Riley (Gross) wrongly sent to this deep space prison and Villum (Jeffrey Meek), who along with his accompanying gang of crooks have other dastardly plans once they get to the asteroid. Which they promptly set about doing, releasing evil mastermind, McMasters (Speakman). What follows is the usual prison takeover, shoot-outs, ridiculous monologues and good space pilot and petty thief reluctantly joining together to thwart the bad guys.

So along with cheap special effects and a good dose of grime (what’s with the heroes always ending up in the garbage or chained to toilets?), Timelock has its fair share of action, nudity and ludicrous leaps in logic. Actually it doesn’t feature any nudity which is unfortunate but it does have loads of action and ludicrous leaps in logic. The action: all shoot-outs, dudes set on fire, heroes stuck in trash compactors a la Star Wars and a samurai sword fight in space. That’s right, a samurai sword fight in space. You just have to see it to believe it. Which brings us to the ludicrous leaps of logic which also include weapons from the 20th Century still being the norm in the 23rd or whatever century it is, despite spaceships and asteroid prison planets being thick on the ground; Speakman’s 4-minute recovery from god knows how many years of cryogenic freezing (seriously, he just shakes it off as if it was nothing); that samurai sword fight and quite possibly the whole plot of the movie.

To be honest, these are some of the fun factors and the flick is saved by the often witty banter shared between d’Abo and Gross. There is even the obligatory cameo from low budget action movie stalwart, Martin Kove, which almost gives the flick a recommendation in itself. It’s a shame Jeff Speakman, who showed much promise when he first burst onto the action scene with the likes of The Perfect Weapon, ended up in space garbage like this but he sure seems to be having fun playing the bad guy. This is what I had watching it, fun, and have now no doubt written the longest review this film has received. Did I mention the Samurai sword fight in space?

Future Sport


Directed by: Ernest Dickerson
Screenplay: Robert Hewitt Wolfe
Starring: Dean Cain, Vanessa Williams & Wesley Snipes

A ridiculously trashy but very slick and often fun futuristic flick, Future Sport is a combination of sports, sci-fi and action all rolled into one glossy package. Providing some decent action thrills, a couple of ball busting combat sports sequences and a hilariously over-the-top performance from a “Special Guest Appearance” Wesley Snipes, Future Sport is a fast and fun redo of cult classic, Rollerball, with added nineties CGI. It’s 2025 and Tre Ramzey (Cain) is the star player of the LA Rush, the premiere team of Future Sport. A combination of rollerblading, hover boarding and shot put, the sport sees two teams facing off in full contact bouts of extreme game play. Tre is the typical arrogant, flashy player who is taken down a peg or two when he discovers he is not as valuable as he first thought and comes to realize he can use Future Sport as a way of diffusing a revolution. Of course, some well armed terrorists and a few dodgy corporate types have other ideas.

To be honest the plot of Future Sport is by the by (and has escaped my memory since viewing), something about some kind of Pan Pacific Allegiance and government overthrow. What really matters are the cool scenes of extreme sports combat and a few decent action scenes. The sports scenes are genuinely well filmed and often thrillingly staged, only occasionally hampered by the odd dodgy hover board special effect. A couple of decent action scenes are thrown in as well, when the sports dudes decide to take up their boards and balls against the machine gun totting terrorists. Cain and Snipes bust a few moves, while the former shows he has the acting to be in bigger and better films. His scenes with Vanessa Williams (Eraser) have a nice chemistry and make us care for the characters in amongst all the hover boarding and shooting. Snipes on the other hand adopts an over the top Jamaican persona, complete with dreadlocks, and spends most of the film ending each sentence with a completely random wailing noise.

For a TV movie, Future Sport sure looks slick and director Ernest Dickerson (who made the great and underrated, Surviving the Game) keeps things crisp and the action never too far away. The effects and production values aren’t too bad and there is even a bit of swearing and nudity, which is surprising considering the movie’s TV roots. A decent movie that’s good with a six pack and should suffice action and sports fans a like. It’s even better than the official 2002 remake of Rollerball.

Tuesday, 18 March 2008

Eve of Destruction


Directed by: Duncan Gibbons
Screenplay: Duncan Gibbons & Yale Udoff
Starring: Gregory Hines & Renee Soutendjik

A strange hybrid of sci-fi, action and soap opera, Eve of Destruction is an all but forgotten film that despite varying tone and quality is worth a look. Research scientist Eve Simmons (Renee Soutendjik) has developed the latest in life like robotics. Modelled after herself in appearance and behaviour, the Eve VIII is an advanced cyborg that can be used for military operations. On a field test run the Eve VIII is damaged, and stuck in battle field mode, goes AWOL. Able to channel its maker’s feelings, fantasies and memories, Eve VIII sets out to fulfil some of these fantasies and ambitions, killing anyone who gets in her way. Seeing that she might go nuclear at any time, Simmons enlists the help of anti-terrorist expert Jim McQuade (Hines) and the two set out to do battle with the rampaging cyborg.

Sometimes slick and intense, other times too slow and bogged down in soap opera theatrics, Eve of Destruction is still a fairly decent slab of sci-fi action. Obviously it’s no Terminator and to compare the two is fruitless. What Eve of Destruction does offer, when it takes off, is some decent hard edged 90s style action and pretty strong performances from the leads. Soutendjik plays the two roles of concerned scientist and gun toting robot and switches from one to the other effortlessly: both characters being put through different emotional ringers. Her striking Dutch looks work well when in robot mode and the scenes she shares with Hines as the scientist have a certain level of drama not often found in this kind of film. The two lock horns at first before coming to rely on one another and even spend some time trying to sound out how to handle the situation in a more realistic manner. Hines may not be the first choice for this kind of role, but he brings a very human edge to his action hero character, being just as good at thinking things out as he is at shooting guns.

The film stumbles with too many scenes of the leads sat either in a helicopter or some non descript room, talking things out, thus deadening the momentum. Eve VIII uses Simmons memories to live out sexual fantasies and extract revenge on those who did her wrong. It’s a novel idea, Simmons urges being lived out through her clone, and makes a change from the standard story of a robot beginning to feel human. But it also hampers the film in too much tedious back story of Simmons being abused by her father and seeing her mother killed. This also means that the cyborg’s rampage sometimes comes across as female revenge on men. Most of the male characters she encounters are scumbags and do deserve what they have coming but all this and Simmons back story do slip into melodrama when the action should be ramping up. The often drippy music doesn’t help either. Still, the filmmakers have attempted to add a different dimension to the robot run amok genre and should at least be applauded for that.

Eve of Destruction is compensated by the decent acting, tight direction and hard hitting action. Eve VIII’s red leather clad, Uzi brandishing image makes a nice visual for the robot action scenes and while they are often short, the action scenes are sharp and well staged. The end gun battle/chase is particularly effective as Hines chases Eve VIII into the subway after she has shot up part of downtown New York. Director, Duncan Gibbons, keeps things tight and tense meaning that after a somewhat ponderous middle section the finale delivers the goods.

While it may not succeed in its ambitions, Eve of Destruction is unfairly trashed as being just another silly Terminator rip off. Silly it may be, but that doesn’t mean it’s not entertaining and with a narrative that at least tries to make its characters human and offer something a little different, the film is worth a look for those who like their action with a sci-fi edge.

Direct Action


Directed by: Sidney J. Furie
Screenplay: Greg Mellot
Starring: Dolph Lundgren & Polly Shannon

A perfunctory but fun Dolph Lundgren vehicle, Direct Action goes back to basics and sees the one time Rocky opponent delivering a fun, straight forward action ride. You’ve seen the story, characters, relationships and double crosses a million times before as Lundgren’s no nonsense cop, Frank Gannon, refuses to join his corrupt department in some nefarious goings on. Joined by an enthusiastic rookie partner, Ross (Polly Shannon), Gannon goes on the run and has 24 hours to shut down the cops before they shut down him. A Multitude of shoot-outs and punch ups ensue.

Even in action movie terms, Direct Action’s plot is hardly groundbreaking. What saves it from becoming another case of ho-hum action cliché’s is Sidney J. Furie’s energetic direction, Dolph’s seemingly never fading charisma and a very enthsiastic performance from Polly Shannon, who proves female sidekicks can handle heavy artillery just as well as the boys. Her character is feisty, smart and a dab hand with an automatic machine gun in the action scenes. She brings a bit of spice to the predictable proceedings and a few laughs in some well played moments of slapstick. Despite having played this role a million times, Lundgren is still laid back cool and even gets a great gag of his own when his gun is kicked out of his hand. His reaction is priceless. Furie, also no stranger to these kind of films, directs with precision and while Direct Action isn’t as slick as some of his other action flicks (The Rage, Hollow Point), it’s still well made and decently acted for what it is. Just ignore the fact that the police captain is dressed like a drug dealer and so obviously corrupt.

The action comes pretty thick and fast and while none of it is huge in scale, it’s often punchy and fun to watch. The fights scenes are well handled, Lundgren still in great shape and able to kick butt, and there is a fair use of firepower. A gun battle on a beach and another in a parking lot are well crafted and even get the adrenaline running a little with mucho ammunition being spent. Again, it’s good to see the sidekick/female handling the firepower as well as the blokes. Fun stuff, which shows Lundgren is still turning out entertaining action films even if they are far from original.

Friday, 14 March 2008

The Human Shield


Directed by: Ted Post
Story: Mike Werb & Mann Rubin
Screenplay: Mann Rubin
Starring: Michael Dudikoff, Tommy Hinckley & Steve Inwood

American Ninja and Avenging Force star, Michael Dudikoff plays former US Marine Doug Matthews in the entertaining if not overly exciting, The Human Shield. On the eve of the Gulf War, Matthew’s brother is kidnapped by a ruthless Iraqi General, Ali Dallal. It seems the two have a past dispute and Dallal is using Matthew’s brother as bait to lure him back to Iraqi so he can extract revenge. Matthew’s obliges and sets off to free his brother in typical gun blazing fashion. Along the way, he witnesses the country’s turmoil on its people and sees the chance to free a woman he loves and left behind many years ago.

Cannon Pictures produced dozens of these types of action films, many starring Dudikoff, and while The Human Shield is not the best, it’s far from the worst. It ambles along well, perhaps a little too slowly in some parts and there’s a good dose of AK-47, shoot-em up action. The film never really takes off, stuck in a kind of Sunday afternoon slouch, ambling from one inevitable situation to another. It has good intentions, addressing the Gulf War as a horrific period but any lofty ambitions are left behind for the typical Cannon style shoot outs, motorcycle chases and chemical plants exploding. The action is pretty solid but the scenes in between never really ignite the drama.

Dudikoff is good, evening getting to act a bit in amongst all the shooting and the supporting cast are above par, showing that not all Iraqi people are war mongering fundamentalists. Steve Inwood is best of all as the sneering, thoroughly evil Dallal. It always seems the best thing about low budget action films is the villain, as they appear to be having so much fun being bad. So, a serviceable little flick with some cool shoot-outs but nothing to get overly excited about. However, Dudikoff does in fact use one of the bad guys as a ‘human shield’ in one of the action scenes, bullets bouncing off him and missing Dudikoff in true action movie fashion.

Thursday, 13 March 2008

Marine Issue (aka Instant Justice)


Written & Directed by: Craig T. Numar
Starring: Michael Pare, Tawny Kitaen & Charles Napier

They say never judge a book by its cover, well the same can apply to DVDs. Well VHS really. Marine Issue was a video that was always on the shelves at my local video store when I was a kid. Never being able to rent it as it was an 18 certificate (equivalent to an American R rated feature), I would always pick it up and wonder at the cool action, stunts and babes it must offer before putting it back and renting The Goonies for the 92nd time. Now why would I be so desperate to rent Marine Issue, a third rate action picture that no one has heard off and features that big haired bird from that Whitesnake video. Because the cover was so damn cool, that’s why. A slickly dressed marine holding a massive automatic machine gun with the tag line ‘Move a muscle and you’re history,’ was enough to seal the deal: I had to see this movie. Coupled with the 18 certificate, the Warner brothers logo and that bird from that Whitesnake video, there was no way this movie was gonna suck and there was no way I was not gonna see it.

Unfortunately the intervening years, the quest to discover girls (which is still ongoing), and the fact Marine Issue disappeared from all video stores come the mid nineties, proved it would be a long time before I would actually get round to seeing it. Finding an old copy in a charity store (for the solid price of 79p) and once again suckered by the awesome cover (as seen above), I snapped it up and looked forward to what was bound to be a fun slice of 80s action. Was it worth the wait? Well what do you think? No. Well, maybe. But really, no. Never be suckered by a cool cover, it will only lead to disappointment.

Marine Issue is a bad movie. The story of top class marine Scott Youngblood (Pare) tracking down the killers of his younger sister in Madrid offers few surprises and features some of the lamest acting around. This is an 80s action film and the acting is supposed to be lame. But damn, it’s as if the actors are reading their stuff of cue cards or they filmed the rehearsals of the actors running through their lines and then used those takes. Every one is wooden, especially Pare, and I swear the lead bad guy actually fumbles his lines in one scene but carries on. On top of this there are also some of the most cringe inducing scenes you are likely to see. For absolutely no reason, Youngblood’s mate and fellow marine secretly sneaks a gun into Youngblood’s luggage. Youngblood is then caught with it at the airport, detained, the weapon confiscated, then let go and then has to break into a US embassy to get a new gun to complete his mission. What!!?? It makes no sense, is completely irrelevant to the story and is made even more redundant by the fact that the gun confiscated is a ‘marine issue’ (hence the title) but Youngblood never gets to use it. So why call it Marine Issue? That’s not the worst. The most un-erotic, uncomfortable, pointless shower scene proves that writer/director, Craig T. Numar, had no clue what he was doing. Tawny Kitaen (the big haired babe from that Whitesnake video) even says at one point, ‘Why do I still have my clothes on?’ Exactly, why do you? To which Pare just bursts out laughing; in the middle of the scene. This, and many other scenes will make you squirm for all the wrong reasons.

Yet despite all the bad, Marine Issue has a certain charm. Maybe it’s the 80s feel, or Kitaen’s ridiculously big hair (which is ridiculous even by 80s standards), or maybe it’s cause I just wanted to like the movie so much. Despite getting so many things wrong, the film is still nicely shot and it moves at a fair pace meaning you are never bored. The action is no great shakes but there is plenty of chases and fights (including the most random bar fight ever) and Pare does run round with that cool machine gun from the cover. There is also a bit nudity and Pare being as gung ho as he can possibly be (‘A Trams Am: fucking aye!’), which all helps in the entertainment department. In addition, it seems this is known as Marine Issue only here in the UK and as Instant Justice everywhere else. Marine Issue might be a cooler title but it doesn’t make the film any better.

Back in the day, I should have known this would have sucked as it was always on the shelf when I went in the video store. Never out. Still, that cover is cool.

Tuesday, 11 March 2008

The Last Boy Scout


Directed by: Tony Scott
Story by: Greg Hicks & Shane Black
Screenplay: Shane Black
Starring: Bruce Willis & Damon Wayans

Serving up an intense slice of action soaked, foul mouthed noir, The Last Boy Scout is an underrated gem and one of Bruce Willis’ best. Scripted by Lethal Weapon man Shane Black, LBS snaps, crackles and pops with witty dialogue, violent kills and garish LA attitude. Released in between Die Hards and the first real gritty film from Tony Scott, LBS is worth rediscovering as it is the perfect fusion of razor sharp put downs and slo-mo action.

Bruce Willis is shabby; down on his luck (does he play any other kind?) Private Eye, Joe Hallenbeck. Nursing the hangover from hell, he’s asked by his P.I. buddy to look into the case of a stripper who has been receiving unwanted attention from the owner of fictional American Football team, the LA Stallions. No sooner does he take the case, the stripper (a pre fame, Halle Berry) ends up dead, his P.I. buddy (who is getting on with Hallenbeck’s wife) also turns up dead, and an odd mixture of goons, hitmen and pro footballers come gunning for him. Using his dry wit and former Secret Service skills to keep himself alive; Hallenbeck reluctantly teams up with the equally wisecracking pro-footballer and ex-boyfriend of the dead stripper (Damon Wayans) to track down the killer.

Bruce Willis delivers one of his best post Die Hard performances, remaining characteristically grubby and unrelentingly funny. He spits out Hallenbeck’s dialogue with hard boiled aplomb, obviously relishing the chance to fire out Shane Black’s razor sharp words. The chemistry he shares with Damon Wayans is pitch perfect, their relationship being the core of the film, and the two deftly switch from comedy to drama with ease. While the film is very funny, it must be noted the comedy is of the black variety, often as mean spirited as it is funny. Grown up, adult humour rather than knockabout comedy synonymous with more family friendly action comedies.

The film has a dark tone to it, Scott filming the seedier side of LA and its billion dollar sports world. The action is heavy and violent, showcasing scenes of loud gunfire, car chases and one of the best escapes from a car blowing up. The grittier, occasionally seedier, tone makes LBS an edgier ride than many of Willis’ other action films. There is a slight mysoginistic tone and even Hallenbeck’s kid (Danielle Harris) is a foul mouthed brat. However, the hard boiled flavour is the tastiest ingredient and along with plenty of slam bang action, makes LBS a modern gem.

Class of 1999 Part 2: The Substitute


Directed by: Spiro Razatos
Written by: Mark Sevi
Starring: Sasha Mitchell, Nick Cassavetes & Caitlin Dulany

Class of 1999 Part 2: The Substitute, now there’s a catchy title that screams out, ‘good film.’ Right? Well actually, yeah. A decently made film despite obvious budget limitations and surprisingly entertaining, Class of 1999 Part 2 isn’t all that bad. Go on, give it a chance.

John Bolen (Mitchell) is the only surviving cyborg teacher from the events in Class Of 1999. Believing his mission is still to control troublesome teenagers by any force necessary (i.e. death), he sets his sights on a new embattled high school. Dishing out some severe neck-breaking justice, he meets fellow teacher Janna McKenzie (Dulany), who takes a surprising interest in our loveable cyborg’s obsession with war. Soon, John is experiencing all kinds of emotions and discovers he is not always able to kill. Add in elements such as Jenna being terrorized by a local hood; a fellow love interest in some bloke called Emmett (Cassavetes); a sinister stranger keeping an eye on John; and a mammoth paint ball game where destruction is the order of the day, means school is well and truly out.

Directed by stunt master (and car chase king), Spiro Razatos, the action, fights and deaths (but no car chases…boo) come thick and fast. The opening scenes featuring the cyborg teacher finishing off some students at an earlier school, are well staged and capture the essence of the previous film: punk teenagers running amok who need killing. The acting is slightly above par with both Cassavetes (now a big time director) and Dulany (Maniac Cop 3) engaging as the two leads. Mitchell (Kickboxer 2, 3 and 4) provides the right monosyllabic tone as the justice seeking cyborg, and is effective in the action scenes. Only Jack Knight (Law & Order), as the town sheriff, comes off badly, with some ill-advised attempts at black comedy.

Those expecting another cyborg smashing onslaught reminiscent of Class of 1999 (a decent flick too) will be very unhappy (and judging by internet response, you are). After the initial scenes, the film takes on a feel of its own: more low-budget action than futuristic, cyborg mayhem. The teenagers are still unruly and punk-like, but the future world of Class Of 1999 is nonexistent. There are no cyborg style special effects, save for some reused footage from the previous film and come the denouement the film has barely bugger all to do with Class of 1999. Plus, if Class of 1999 was the follow up to Class of 1984, then shouldn’t this entry be Class of 1984 Part 3 or maybe even Class of 2014, going with the 15 year gap between the setting of the films? Just a thought.

The romantic subplot and subsequent screentime given to Jenna and Emmet is unnecessary and does slow things down come the halfway mark. However, while not a superior sequel to the previous flick, Class of 1999 Part 2 is nevertheless an entertaining low budget action film and, for a schlocky B-move flick, that’s pretty damn good. Bring on Class of 1999 Part 3…or would it be Class Of 2029…or…whatever. Class dismissed.

Monday, 10 March 2008

Operation Delta Force


Directed by: Sam Firstenberg
Screenplay by: David Sparling
Starring: Jeff Fahey, Ernie Hudson, Joe Lara & Frank Zargarino

Another action quickie from B-movie specialists, Nu Image, Operation Delta Force is full of gunfire and explosions but is ultimately a damp squib. The Delta Force is on a training assignment in South Africa (which is handy, seeing as many of Nu Image’s films are shot in South Africa) when they are called into action to stop Nash (Lara) and his band of terrorists from unleashing a deadly virus. Led by the ever serious (i.e. he stares a lot and has no sense of humour) Lang (Fahey), the Delta Force swing into action blowing shit up, battling sexism (!?) and even picking up the other bloke from Ghostbusters along the way (Hudson).

First of all, Operation Delta Force takes itself way too seriously. Thinking it’s a serious treaty on American Special Ops teams, the film is more a poor man’s Rambo than a realistic portrayal of army combat. Fahey squints his way through one of his dullest roles ever, Hudson is barely there, despite getting top billing and Zargarino’s disapproval of a female Delta Force member is laughably bad. The direction by Sam Firstenberg (Cyborg Cop) is slapdash and unfocused, much like the action. Badly edited and staged with no real punch, the action scenes become a barrage of monotonous and uninspiring shoot-outs. Though, to be fair, there is a fairly ambitious and exciting scene where the team ambush a moving train.

There is some decent photography by Yossi Wein, and Joe Lara, Todd Jensen and Hal Holbrook fill out the B-movie cast admirably. But inane dialogue, ropey acting and a complete lack of realism rob Operation Delta Force of any real entertaining value. Nu Image has made better action flicks including Warhead and U.S. Seals 2 which are more decent options than this film.