Writer / producer / star Vincent LaRusso turns in a vanity project sure to delight people who love sleeveless shirts, big ego, low budget, unintentional laughs. Constantly asked to join the mafia, he rebuffs them but still does the work. Wonderful 90's synth score with piano. Bad lighting, bad audio complete this package known as 'Streets of Darkness'. Unfortunately the only piece of cheese this guy made.
Danny (LaRusso) gets out of prison after doing time for murder, but swears to not repeat old ways. Unfortunately when his mother is assaulted, he seeks vengeance and the cycle starts all over again. With a new found respect back on the streets, he starts doing jobs for the mob. When there's a betrayal from within, how will Danny navigate these ... streets ... of ... darkness?
It can't be overstated how much this guy walks around in tank tops or shirts with no sleeves. Amount of times his arms are oiled up. Writing your own starring vehicle where you're irresistible to women. Telling them you're "a dangerous man". Constantly saying "I understand" or "You understand?" to everyone you meet. Gets into an argument with his mob boss daughter girlfriend. "You're a silver spoon. Do you know what that means? It means you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth!". Even I couldn't write magic like that.
An opening montage hypes up the star. A naked rape victim gets "saved" only to have a gun shoved in her face & given a speech. Hero is asked to look after a capo's side piece and then immediately starts kissing on her in a club. Asks her what she thinks she's doing moments later when she runs a hand up his leg. Two ladies have cocaine sprinkled across their chests. A hitman who looks & sounds like he's in the midst of heart failure. 'Streets of Darkness' is a gift that keeps on giving in all the wrong ways.