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Someone should have told the Superfriends and Legion of Doom that. Every episode has some amazing technology that is never used again. In this case, a time machine (and others I am sure I am forgetting as well). Really, this is one of the worst of the worst. And really, if you have this technology ... you stealing gold why exactly?

http://www.jabootu.com/images/jaws2cable.jpg

I guess it's true that history always repeats itself. http://www.jabootu.com/lambada.htm

...Captain Barrett Coldyron, in charge of the R.O.T.O.R. taskforce.

"Who are we who create such a thing?" he asks. "Heroes and villains?"

...though he probably orchestrated this in the first place. http://www.jabootu.com/

You see, he has mastered the art of Offscreen Teleportation

Either that or a load of Bothans were forced at blaster-point to get out and push. Certainly explains how they'd be familiar with the exterior vulnerabilities of the Death Star, don't it?

Please, stop them before they create a sequel to Battlefield Earth. Think of the children!

This review shoud just about cover it. Battlefield Earth is the "worst movie ever."

http://www.jabootu.com/deathwish3.htm

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The next morning, Paul and Rodriguez are on patrol when the Giggler grabs another purse. They give chase, but are soon outdistanced. (We only see Bronson running in very short clips. This helps imply that his character is running the whole distance, without causing Bronson's heart to explode in his chest.) "This Wildey friend of yours," the disgusted Rodriguez asks, "can he catch this guy?" Kersey nods yes. Back at the apartment, Bennett asks who Wildey is. "You'll see!," the impish Kersey replies. Next we see Kersey accepting a cake box sized parcel at the mail service shop. Laying the package on his table at home, Kersey looks up, and we see that all his neighbors are in attendance. "Wildey's here!," he tells them. Oh, boy! Finally, we're going to meet Wildey. Man, after all that build-up, this is going to be great!

Needless to say, it's not. Wildey turns out to be a gigantic semi-automatic pistol manufactured by Wildey, Inc. "Real stopping power," Kersey notes. Then, like some transparent audience shill in an infomercial, Bennett pipes up. "Is that like a .44 magnum?," he asks. No, Kersey replies. The .44 is a pistol cartridge, the Wildey magnum is, "a shorter version of the African big game cartridge." (Whatever that means.) You know what that means, right? Kersey's packin' bigger than Dirty Harry! You go, Dude! ('Dude'? I've got to stop doing that.) Anyway, it's reassuring that Kersey will be toting the kind of firepower that you'd use to nail a rhinoceros or elephant.

Now comes the movie's low point, surprisingly revolting even for a picture like this. Maria is assaulted by Fraker and three more of the gang. Almost immediately, her shirt is ripped opened, as this scene is being used as an excused to bare some breasts. (This is why the almost pathologically modest Maria isn't wearing a bra; it would get in the way of breast baring.) Frankly, I had thought that the reprehensible practice of using rape scenes to inject some 'sex' into a picture had gone by the boards, even in exploitation flicks. Unfortunately, this film proved me wrong. My only advice is to have your remote ready when this scene begins.

We cut to Rodriguez, crying in his apartment. You can tell that it's his because of the decorative sombreros (!) on the wall. Kersey and Bennett are there to provide comfort. The report has come in: Maria was raped, but her physical injuries are restricted to a broken arm. Kersey orders a taxi and takes Rodriguez to the hospital. Meeting with her doctor, they learn that Maria has in fact died. The arm was badly shattered, resulting in blood clots that broke loose and made their way to the heart.

Back at Kersey's apartment, he's lovingly assembling new cartridges for his Wildey. Then, tucking the piece into his waistband, he heads out for the street, grabbing a camera case. (Unsurprisingly, a big logo for Nikon is quite noticeable - this is a classic example of produce placement, even though in this case I suspect it was arranged by the Pentax company.) Kersey walks down the block to the local grocery, and buys himself an ice cream bar. He also tosses one to that kid who gave him the power salute earlier. Back on the street, he spots the Giggler, and lazily hangs the camera case over his shoulder. Sure enough, the Giggler takes the bait. This time, however, Kersey is ready. He pulls out the Wildey and blows him away. This leads to an uproar of applause and celebration from the locals, as 'triumph' music plays in the background.

The next morning the rest of the gang is bummed out. "They killed the Giggler!," one sensitive young hood cries. "They had no business doin' that," Fraker agrees. Meanwhile, Shriker shows up to check out the crime scene. A woman, one of the celebrating citizens from the previous evening, runs over to give him her two cents. "I'm glad he's dead," she shouts. "He took my pocketbook three weeks ago!" (Wow, talk about a law and order mentality!) Shirker pulls back the sheet to examine the corpse, complete with a neat circular 'wound' through his chest. "There's not much left of this sucker, is there?," he inquires. Well, yeah, actually. Pretty much all of him, save for the part of his chest through which the bullet passed. I mean, they're not going to have to collect his remains with a sponge or anything.