See director Jason Holt create a surrealist action blockbuster on a microscopic budget using more than an hour of amazing stock footage, the coked-up erzatz 'Scarface' method antics of Erik Estrada, the voluptuous horror of Karen Black, the agonizing to watch 'Why didn't I stay in touch with Travolta' suffering of Lawrence Hilton-Jacobs, and Holt's own refrigerator-torsoed leading man performance. Worth it alone for the Holt/ Black love-scene-in-a-heap-of-garbage-that-ends-in-murder!
Take THAT, Michael Bay!
Take THAT, Michael Bay!
