Rating: *
Review Date: 10/13/25
Cast: Kary Jane, Thomas Elliott, cameos by Linnea Quiqley,
Michelle Bauer, Troy Donahue
A couple of armed robbers hold up a convenience store and are interrupted by trigger-happy cops Sam Rork (Kary Jane) and Ryan Hayes (Thomas Elliott). One of the bad guys gets away during an illogical car chase, and he continues to cause trouble for the rest of the film. After this somewhat promising start, the film presents a narrated slideshow of the entire cast for no apparent reason, which gives a taste of the trainwreck to come. The rest of the film is a confusing mess of senseless violence and gratuitous nudity that's loosely tied together by Sam's relentless investigation into a ruthless drug lord and the tendency for her partners to get killed.
As a stupid low budget action movie, it's watchable and checks a lot of boxes: gun fights, car chases, strip clubs, sex, nudity, shower scenes, fist fights, explosions, psychotic villains, angry police chiefs, murder, mayhem, etc. It's all there, but the execution is lacking and it's a narrative mess. It has the mentality of a Hong Kong action film, but none of the charm. At first, you get the impression that Thomas Elliott is the star, but then he disappears shortly after an extremely awkward and uncomfortable love scene with Kary Jane. Rather than explaining or even acknowledging his disappearance, the film instead cuts to what could be a completely different movie that involves Linnea Quigley taking a shower in a hotel room and then getting murdered. This is also never explained and the film just clumsily moves on to something else. Eventually, Sam gets a new partner and we get a single throwaway line confirming that Hayes was actually murdered, although it feels more like Elliott either left the production or was fired. Or maybe there was just a lot of footage that got lost or ruined? Anyway, it ultimately doesn't matter, because the majority of the film is about Sam and Hayes's brother trying to get revenge because the cops won't look into his death.
Sam's second partner doesn't even last a day and the film tries to inject some drama by exploring Sam's trauma and survivor guilt through some contrived therapy sessions with a police psychiatrist played by Troy Donahue. He's the only big name actor in the production and he's clearly just collecting a paycheck for a few hours of minimal-effort work. But this goes nowhere and soon Sam has a third partner who is a cocky and ineffective asshole. For whatever reasons, the bad guys decide to kidnap him as bait to lure Sam to their hideout, where she proceeds to kill them all. The end.
Like I said, it's watchable, but it's not good. It knows what it is and never tries to rise above its B-movie trappings. Kary Jane is an attractive and passable actress bearing a slight resemblance to Brigitte Nielsen, and according to IMDb, this is her only movie credit. The action is weak and obviously low budget, but the squibs are pleasantly messy. Even for the 80s, there's a shocking amount of gratuitous nudity, and it goes on for a long time. The director clearly has a lotion fetish or a lack of imagination, because he films the exact same scene at least four times with different topless women slathering themselves head-to-toe with lotion and spending an uncomfortable amount time caressing their breasts, because that's what women do, right? Only in a 13 year-old's dreams, I'm guessing. Which is also where the dialog seems to come from. A friend of mine and I were joking that the movie feels like it was written by someone who has never actually talked to a woman before, because that's how clumsy and unnatural the dialog is. So, unless you really have a thing for young women rubbing lotion on their firm and nubile bodies, you're better off avoiding this one.