Renegades

I only watched this movie to see what became of Lee Majors, that I used to watch when I was a kid, in The Fall Guy and The Six Million Dollar Man, two immensely popular series when I was young. I wondered what character he would play as an 83 years old actor. Not a very plausable one to be honest, a retired veteran that still thinks he can kick some a##. Like his old colleagues in this movie they're going on a revenge expedition, it's more laughable than anything else. Danny Trejo and Lee Majors have very small roles, their names were just been used to fill the movie poster and attract people to watch this mediocre movie. The acting is far below average, almost painful to watch. The producer or whoever does the casting must have a weak spot for women that had plastic surgeries as almost every actress in Renegades looked like an abomination. Unbelievable what women (and some men) are capable to do to look younger. A mission that 90% of the time is doomed to fail. There are so many examples now of failed procedures that you would think plastic surgery is a dying business but people continue to have body transformations in the hope of having that everlasting young look and instead they look atrocious. In Renegades there are plenty examples of surgeries gone wrong. Those actresses are now doomed to play in these kind of movies, b-movies or in this case z-movies as it's that bad. The producer was probably looking for cheap actresses as I can't see any of those actresses playing in a decent movie in the future, so the only roles they will get are in very low quality movies like this one.

The entire production felt geriatric; from the cliched 80's story, to the cheesy dated dialogue and poor attempts at humor. The directing by seasoned director Daniel Zirilli was horrid and very amateurish. I've seen better directing from first-time filmmakers. The entire film had zero urgency and just trotted along from scene to scene - of which also had terrible transitions from just as bad editing. The score was just too constant and annoying. You'd think having two writers at least one could come up with something original and unexpected, but instead, it was all cliched, done many times before - much better, and fully predictable. At least the cast actually seemed like they were enjoying themselves constantly downing pints, and hopefully Majors and Trejo at least got a free trip to the UK for this underwhelming production. However some of the secondary cast did seem like they needed better cast-direction, of which Zirilli failed to give. And Jeanine Nerissa Sothcott as detective Moore needs to chill with the duck-lips botox, that's just cringe to look at. It was also funny to see Tom Lister Jr. Literally call his lines in. You wont miss anything passing on this film, even if you're a fan of Trejo, Majors or Mandylor.

Yeah, it's bloody awful, on so many levels.

Nick Moran was kinda ok, overall but still 5/10 level, due to the script/plot.

Every dialog was like a knife into my heart - you could not feel more like... you know what - I don't have the vocabulary to describe how cliche every little bit of it was.

I understand some fandom for B movies, this is not B for me, C/D at best.

YET (surprisingly!) I gave it 2/10 and not 1/10 simply because I watched all of ity, still, somehow, wanting to see how it ends and the production was ok-ish, to some extent.

I lost respect to any actors involved though and will never, ever understand that atrocity of the police woman - where the hell did they find her? She could not possibly have been accepted to the police force with that duck-bill of lips. That was so ugly and unreal, I had to look away from the screen in all scenes she was in, otherwise I'd have had bad nightmares.

Yet again, just because of her and incredibly awful speaking parts/cliched dialogues for all characters, I want to show it to people, to have a drunken night in to piss ourselves with laughter. This alone deserves an extra point, so 2/10 it is!

Bloody hell, that image of her (police officer) is =wedged into my brain now and it is very hard to get rid of!

I love London gangster revenge movies so I was looking forward to this one as it has some stellar cast members. Unfortunately it also has some bad actors and some poor writing. One of the worst cast members is married to the writer. Go figure.

Ian Ogilvy is, as always, a delight. The underrated Paul Barber is superb and Billy Murray does what he does best. So nice to see Lee Majors on screen again. However, Stephanie Beacham is far too old to be playing a serving senior police officer and looks as if she is on life support. Sothcott is hopelessly miscast as a Detective Inspector. She can't act and looks like a victim of a botched Botox procedure. And it's all a bit confused. She carries a gun but clearly nobody showed her how to use it and why would a DI in London be carrying a gun on a routine enquiry anyway.

The writing is clichéd and some of the dialogue is pathetic. I felt sorry for the actors who had to deliver it but hopefully they all had a nice pay day.

And that leaves Patsy Kensit. She has a strange role that tries to pull it all together and give the story meaning but she doesn't pull it off. The blurb say 4 old SAS soldiers get together but the lead goodies clearly says he was in the Royal Anglian and wears their beret. Such inaccuracy in the trailer info says it all.

Very disappointed.

Unstylised, dreadful editing, out of sync shoddy sound effects and unmemorable music gave this souped up sweeny the feel its budget was about £10.89p The whole thing was uncomplimentary; the thugs were made to be remedials. Thick as planks. Thugs in Heat or Narcos are given intelligence because it raises the stakes and give us intrigue. The script was boring and predictable; I was honestly guessing correctly was the next line was throughout.

This lot could have been taken from the bullies at my secondary school in 1978, not one charismatic among them. Even the fights were crude at best like they were slapped together after 8 pints of lager. To me the whole film looked like it was made by a bunch of drunks from start to finish. The saving grace were the night shots across London which looked good.