Every Last One of Them

I got about 10 minutes into this film before I started fast forwarding and that was only because I was curious about the ending.

Most of the plot made no sense and it also showed that they had no one who had any idea about police procedures, which is evident when they put 2 people under arrest in the same car.

The film seemed to be running to a formula. Stranger arrives in town, gets into a fight within 5 minutes with some random young guy who just happens to be the son of the guy who effectively runs the town and from there you can pretty much write the rest of the story.

My three stars are for the acting. They did okay with a poorly written script.

When I started the movie and saw the red Sagan logo I said uh-oh. Then I saw Michael Madison's name and I knew it was over. The movie begins in a strangely color filtered strip club. It's so washed out that the blue tinge is the only thing keeping it from being black and white.

The strippers were low budget as well with one having a rump so large and jiggly that even a club in the ATL would have trouble containing it. Also Karen is in this(the actress formerly known as Tayra Manning), looking very much like a Karen.

It's got it all Bad writing Bad directions Bad cinematography Bad editing Bad colour work.

Bad story Bad continuity Bad firearms handling from alleged pros Infinitely full magazines Bullets flying everywhere The hero walks off a rifle hit from a 30-30 A hail of rounds doesn't come near him

It's not even a good vengeance movie

And most of all, it's got Bad acting. Really really really bad acting

Looks like a failed grade nine video project.

Towards the ending, Michael Madsen's character (the only decent actor in this slop) says "this world is a cruel and unforgiving place." It sure is when movies like this are being made.

Aside from the horrible writing - riddled with plot and technical issues and sloppy dialogue, the directing was terrible, especially the choppy action scenes. But most annoying, were the washed out colors and 80's slow-mo scenes. Never mind this being a B film, it felt more like a 5th grade drama class production.

Paul Sloan seemed to have trouble staying awake for most part of the film, and I can't figure out if Richard Dreyfuss was drunk, and/or on some bad meds. Clearly he was in this only for the paycheck.

The only decent qualities this film had going for it, was the well-paced 82 min runtime, and the score, which is usually loud, overbearing and unfitting - typical in B films.

This mess is a huge pass, and a generous 3/10 from me.

Sorry to the crew and producers but also no sorry. In that, from experience, these sort of movies amount to a waste of one's time amounting to the duration of the movie. With a 3.8/10 rating, the usual features are: lengthy unnecessary conversations, redundant scenes, action scenes lacking common sense and a very predictable plot. My advice, watch at ur own peril. Thanks.