Impulse

Who remembers the Star Trek episode when the transporter malfunctioned, and another Captain Kirk appeared? Well, in this movie, it's all about it. Only this time, he's traumatized by an act of defense trying to protect his mother from an abusive boyfriend. He stabbed him to death with a sword. Years later, he strangled his mother. He spends time in jail. Meets a karate expert. Then he later killed him. His character is a killer conman. Finds a lonely, wealthy woman, kills her, then find another one.

Only this time, she has a daughter who really dislike him. So she goes all the way to stop him by any means.

It's very silly, and William Shatner play it well. A rainy day romp.

2 out of 5 stars.

OK, as the other comments for this film indicate, this is a "so bad it's good" type of movie. Shatner obviously wanted to break from his Capt. Kirk persona, and plays a real lady-killer, I mean he actually kills women. But the plot ain't important. This movie is a howler. The chase through the car wash is my favorite scene, but it's really just the tip of the iceberg. You've never seen outfits like the ones on display here. And Shatner's acting has to be seen to be believed. Plus, there are these wonderful moments that you can't find in most films, like a small girl asking a stranger for a ride, or a character flipping out when some balloons get in his way. I could go on and on, but my advice is to see this film should you get the chance. It does exist on video, and the best way to see it would be with a group who understand the joys of bad cinema.

Impulse is neither as bad nor as cheesy as other reviewers believe it to be. It's true that William Shatner wears some of the ugliest clothing of all time, but it's also true that his acting is--wait for it--actually pretty good, and not particularly over-the-top. The development of his character's psychosis is well presented in the black and white pre-credits sequence (which features H.G. Lewis regular William Kerwin), and nicely (if obviously) echoed during the film's conclusion. Shatner manages to convey his own fear and disgust with himself even while he continues to kill. The rest of the cast--including Ruth Roman--don't embarrass themselves either.

What faults the film does have are primarily the responsibility of low budget Florida director William Grefe, who consistently fails to display much talent or imagination with poorly established scenes and unimaginative set ups. Lewis Perle's score is naggingly aggressive and lets the film down at every turn. Overall, Impulse is an enjoyable low budget thriller that would be better regarded if people didn't like to obsess about the acting proclivities of a certain Captain James T. Kirk--an actor who has proven, in films ranging from 1961's The Intruder to 1999's Free Enterprise, that he actually can act.

Shatner must be ruing the day he agreed to make this hideous piece of junk. Bad movie aficionados are going to want to get hold of this work of trash. This movie must be seen to be believed. I don't know if I've ever laughed so hard at a movie that takes itself seriously. Shatner over acts like he has never over acted before - he grimaces, he scowls, he looks horrified, he smarmily hits on women.

In almost every scene he wears a different shirt - all of which are made of hideous, ugly, multi-colored, seventies polyester. This has got to be the ugliest collection of shirts ever known to man. In one scene he wears a white suit and matching hat, which make him look like a pimp.

The soundtrack is full of the stereotypical wacka-chicka funk sounds of the seventies. In fact, the whole movie is full of stereotypical seventies hairstyles, clothes, and shoes.

This is a very odd movie, and I highly recommend it to anyone who really wants a good laugh. It is truly unbelievable. There is no way to accurately describe how unintentionally, horribly funny this movie is. If you can find a copy, you'll be glad you did.

I attended my one and only Star Trek convention in Chicago, in 1974. The whole cast was there except William Shatner. Could it have been that he had to fly down to Florida to make Impulse? Might I have done something, even at age 13, to stop him?

This is as funny and terrible as everyone says and more so.

Shatner is often unfairly teased; but in this case, he brought it on himself. Seeming to view the character as infantile, Shatner lumbers through a series of reactions as garish as his wardrobe. Could he have needed the money? Was Bill Grefe just too much fun to hang out with? Grefe claims he talked Shatner into making the film upon a chance Airport meeting.

Surprisingly the rest of the cast is pretty good(!). Ruth Roman acts like She is holding court at an upscale dinner theater. Jennifer Bishop maintains her dignity despite being victimized by Grefe's signature shot; a close up of the rump. Yet it is Kim Nichols as the explosive Tina who walks off with the film.

You cannot die having not seen "Impulse."