Oh, for the good old days when a cop could make
a bad guy swallow his $20,000 watch, blow up his car and throw someone off
the balcony to his death below and no one much minded. Of course, it's Charles
Bronson so why not. After four Death Wish films, would you expect anything
else. This is pretty awful. Nasty, pervy and racist. Racist against Asians
with a special focus on Japanese and racist against Hispanics and Blacks.
In the 1980s, this wasn't unusual. Pretty much any film that had Japanese
in it stereotyped them in a bad way. It was the last film of director J.
Lee Thompson who was quite familiar with Bronson having directed him in a
bunch of films - Death Wish 4, The Evil That Men Do, 10 to Midnight and St.
Ives. It seems a way down from The Guns of Navarone, Cape Fear and MacKenna's
Gold but you do what you can.
Bronson is a cop in vice and he takes his
job seriously. As he should when it comes to underage girls. He and his partner
(Perry Lopez) see a young girl being dropped off by her pimp Duke (Juan Fernandez)
at a hotel to see a customer. They break into his room and after beating
him up, Bronson makes use of the dildo in what might be considered against
police policy. We just hear the screams. The film goes back and forth between
him and the family of a Japanese salary man in Tokyo - Hiroshi (James Pax).
Hiroshi is a bit of a perv of course because he is Japanese and gets turned
on when he sees another man fondle a girl on the subway.
He is transferred to Los Angeles where he
gets chased off a bus for trying to touch a young girl - who just happens
to be Bronson's daughter - then gets mugged and has his young daughter kidnapped
by Duke. Welcome to America. Bronson is on the case though. The final ten
minutes is pretty good - most of the budget was spent here and they blow
up everything. Peggy Lipton plays his wife. This just left a bad taste in
my mouth and doesn't really have enough action to put up with all the shit.