Santa came down the chimney this year with a whole bunch of new DVD's for me to spend the cold winter nights with. Amongst them was the innocently titled `THE KILLING ZONE'. Now if your idea of holiday viewing is to curl up with your lady wife in front of `Miracle On 34th Street', then Don't Put `The Killing Zone' in your player. Do not turn up the surround sound to eleven on the dial and be sure to cover your plasma screen with a blanket. Why? -This film kicks like a mule. From the very first scene, as the assassin's first bullet rips through the chest of his victim with the sound of a tomahawk missile screeching through the streets of Baghdad, you know it's going to be a rough ride for any character who comes into contact with British hit man Palmer.
I don't know much about film - but I know what I like! This film gripped me from start to finish like no other action Brit-Flick I've seen. It isn't just another bunch of London mockney geezers who don't know one end of a shotgun from the other " 'avin a larf" like so many other British gangster films we've been offered. This film has class, style, action and real humour.
The Writer/Director (Ian David Diaz) has spliced together the best of the 1960's British action genre and sewn it all up with a whole wedge of 1990's black comedy. Throw in a taste of the `Comic-Book' underground tempered with a lavish splash of big-time Hollywood values, all put together in a bouquet of gun's, girls and good old-fashioned entertainment. I tell you this has got to be a recipe for future feature successes. The cast are cool, sharp and down right hilarious. Look out for Mark Bowden as Lance who certainly knows how to play both the comedy and drama of a scene. Padraig Casey as Palmer knows how to point a gun and kill people. Nicola Stapleton as Kerry will knock you dead if Bowden does not kill you laughing and Casey fire a bullet in your brain. Together they form the perfect combination move for the finale to this film. Three Friends One Scene No survivors? You'll have to watch it!
Meanwhile, can Santa bring me another like it next year?