“Guess what happened on set today!” Behind-the-Scenes Trivia of DTV Martial Arts Videos

Hollywood isn’t
the only place which spawns crazy anecdotes from the film-making
world. Here are some little-known tidbits about little-known kick
flicks.

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No Retreat, No
Surrender 3: Blood Brothers

(1990) – A Standoff Between Stars

Working
on this movie was no picnic, and tensions nearly
reached a
breaking point while
filming
the story’s
emotional high point.
In a scene where the film’s protagonists
discover the dead body of their father, star Loren Avedon repeatedly
played the scene against direction – making it impossible for his
onscreen sibling,
Keith Vitali, to complete his blocking. Eventually, the filmmakers
collectively appealed to Avedon, who grew frustrated and screamed
at his
assembled coworkers.
This sort
of disrespect
didn’t set well with Vitali, who
happens to be
one of the most
decorated
karate competitors in history. According to writer Keith Strandberg,
Vitali was “ready to tear into” Avedon, who eventually diffused
the situation by apologizing to his costar. That was probably for the
best: Loren Avedon is cool, but I don’t favor his chances against a
former pro fighter. [SOURCE]

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Martial Law (1990)
– Cynthia Rothrock: Ball-Buster

Stuntwork
is a potentially risky business, and no one other than trained
professionals have any business being stunt personnel.
This sentiment wasn’t shared by an ill-fated layman whose
friend invited him onto this film’s
set
to participate in a fight scene with one of America’s top martial
arts stars. I can see the appeal of wanting to work directly with
Cynthia Rothrock, but the perils of not knowing what you’re doing
were
made apparent when this individual forgot the
choreography. In scene where a gang of thugs descend upon a
bat-wielding Rothrock, the heroine was to strike at a downed opponent
with her weapon; he was to evade by rolling away, but this man rolled
in the wrong direction. Rothrock brought the bat down so hard on this
fellow’s groin that he required a visit to the hospital. Ouch!
[SOURCE]

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Karate
Cop

(1991) – Real Life is More Dangerous than a Post-Apocalyptic
Wasteland

Following
a day of shooting, Ron
Marchini and
his wife went for a walk in Stockton, California’s Grupe Park.
Marchini had probably spent the day dodging bullets in the context of
the film’s plot, but found himself doing
it for a real when a car
pulled up within feet of the couple and an
occupant opened
fire with a rifle. Despite the close proximity between shooter and
would-be victims, neither Marchini nor his wife were injured. As
deplorable as this act was, you can’t blame the shooter for their
spinelessness: if you had a murderous beef with a
legendary
karate competitor, would you be willing to settle it face-to-face?
The person’s lucky they were never apprehended. [SOURCE]

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Martial
Outlaw
(1993)
– Jeff
Wincott’s Body
Motivation

I
think writer Thomas Ritz crafted a pretty good vehicle for star Jeff
Wincott, but apparently
Jeff
wasn’t entirely satisfied. As was the case for this
stage of
his career,
he
was in particularly good shape – having prepared for
his role with
a three-month training regimen. Thus,
you can imagine his disappointment when the script called for no
opportunity to showcase his bare body. Not about to forego the
opportunity to display himself, Wincott had
the filmmakers alter a fight scene on
the day of filming. From
out of nowhere, a thug
rips Jeff’s modest
sweater off to reveal his chiseled physique – no
doubt to
the delight of our star, now secure in the knowledge that his fans
will have the opportunity to ogle his killer abs.
[SOURCE]

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Last
to Surrender
(1999)
– Wherein Everything Possible Goes Wrong

When
big-budget features encounter many behind-the-scenes
problems,
the film may gain eventual
cult
fame via trivia about its production woes. In the case of low-budget
features, we’re lucky if we ever hear anything about the production
process at
all.
However, the cornucopia of ills befalling this little-known
vehicle for Roddy Piper and Hans Ong was so tragic
that it not only
warranted telling the public about it,
but gave
it more than enough credit to
hang with just about any film’s horror stories. Shot in Indonesia,
this
one had to contend not only with flash floods and anti-government
riots destroying sets and halting filming, but had three trucks full
of film equipment overturn
and almost go
falling down
a cliff.
Less
fortunate still was the time when,
while filming aerial footage, a plane crashed into the jungle and
caused
the death of the pilot. After all that, the
film’s
still virtually unknown. Genuine
injustice. (See the Region 1 DVD’s production notes)

[500 Word Essay] Violence Against Women in Low-Budget Martial Arts Films

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Photo credit
Lionsgate (2015). Absolution. Retrieved from IMDb.

One of the most
recurrent and unpleasant trends in low-budget action movies is
violence aimed at female characters. This isn’t unique to my
particular film niche, but its prevalence in direct-to-video kick flicks is telling of how readily viewers accept and expect to see
women treated violently onscreen. We’re talking about largely
independent productions which highlight fighting arts designed for use by anybody, but often,
these films maintain a status quo whereby unanswered physical aggression towards
women is a matter of course. I’ll try to briefly convey why this is
a problem and how it might be rectified.

[For clarity:
When I mention violence towards women, I’m referring to instances
where a female character is physically abused by another character
(typically male, though sometimes another woman). I usually don’t
count instances where the woman is an active combatant, though there
are problematic examples of that, too (e.g. the fight between Brandie
Rocci and Darren Shahlavi in Bloodmoon (1997),
reminiscent of a domestic violence episode).]

I’m not suggesting
that such instances of violence can’t be appropriate within a
film’s context. However, what makes the bulk of them disagreeable
and problematic are not only the societal norms they perpetuate, but
the effects they may have enacted on the DTV film-making scene. An
overabundance of female-directed violence probably contributed to the
rarity of women becoming physical players in action scenes (can’t be a victim and a hero at the same time, here), which in
turn makes actresses less likely to rise within this subgenre.
There’s no shortage of capable women in the field, but most aren’t
particularly well-known because they’re rarely portrayed the way
their male counterparts are.

Speaking of which…
Though male characters are more often on the receiving end of
violence in these movies, they don’t contend with the
above-mentioned detrimental effects. Men are much more likely to be
portrayed as fighters, period. The vast majority of these
films are headlined by male protagonists, and there’s no shortage
of successful male performers who got their start being beaten up in
fight scenes. There are no social stigmas decreeing that men should
generally be portrayed as helpless victims, and in a genre where
physical violence is the norm, that counts for a lot.

Dealing
with this issue isn’t as easy as finding the new Cynthia Rothrock, as
even movies which feature a powerful woman in the lead are often
still saturated with violence directed at other women. I also don’t favor doing away with this sort of violence completely, lest it
limit the kind of stories that could be told. I think a more sensible
approach would be to simply level the playing field by regularly
casting women in not only starring roles, but also physical
supporting roles – have women play more enforcers, lieutenants,
teammates, or even bystanders who can throw a punch. By subverting societal expectations, we’d not only
diminish the degree to which such films perpetuate unhelpful
prejudices (e.g. women are helpless in the face of violence), but
also open the film market to a greater variety of butt-kicking
talent.

Some films that
have already applied this concept
relatively well: Contour (2006), Ninja
Apocalypse (2014), Tekken (2010), Honor and Glory (1993), Xtreme Fighter (2004)

Review: My Samurai (1992)

“You
fight well, little man. You have good spirit.”

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Taekwondo
champ Julian Lee has been appearing in action movies since 1990, but
his earliest work readily available in North America is 1992’s My
Samurai
. This one fell into my lap by accident (my boyfriend
happened to have an unopened copy on his shelf), and overall, I’m
glad I saw it. What threatens to be a boring indie exercise turns
into an engaging adventure with a lot of fight scenes. It doesn’t
fully realize its potential, but the raw fun makes for a feature
worth digging your VCR out for.

The story: When a young
boy (John Kallo) witnesses an underworld crime, his babysitter (Lynne
Hart) and he are targeted for assassination and must rely on the
protection of a martial arts instructor (Lee).

The movie
starts off umpromisingly. It’s really hurting for good actors, with
lead villain Mako and absentee father Terry O’Quinn having
relatively few scenes despite their important roles. I totally buy
Julian Lee as the martial arts teacher he is, but drama seems alien
to him; he makes Philip Rhee look like an Oscar nominee. Young John
Kallo is, somehow, in even greater trouble. They stumble through the
movie’s opening third, gumming their lines and failing to impress.
Then, to my surprise and delight, the screenplay wakes up. At first
it’s just little things that you notice – realistic touches about
what three people on the run have to contend with, like how to find
new clothes and needing to sleep in a cramped space – but
eventually, it’s like the film remembers that it can do whatever it
pleases and has its three stars fighting a glam-inspired martial arts
gang and buddying up with a minister played by friggin’ Bubba
Smith. The final 15 minutes or so lose some of that gusto when the
filmmakers try to shoehorn in a whole scenario about Kallo and his
dad, but overall, this is a pretty energized movie that’s unlikely
to bore its target audience.

There are some disappointing
missteps throughout, beyond the aforementioned pacing issues. Lynne
Hart – one of only two prominent female performers in here –
shows a lot of promise but is somewhat wasted by playing a character
whose sole arc in this otherwise bombastic film is about her love
life. There seems to be some untold backstory regarding the villain,
with the filmmakers trying to draw a parallel between two sets of
fathers and sons, but this is left until the film’s final minutes
and is thus rendered confusing and pointless. Julian Lee has an
embarrassing philosophical scene wherein he claims he never got rich
teaching the martial arts because he didn’t -want-
to be rich; if all martial arts instructors who’ve struggled
and sacrificed
in pursuit
of their passion watched
this scene at once,
their combined laughter might cause earthquakes. Lastly, take note of
the movie’s inappropriate title. Didn’t the studio realize that
neither Julian Lee nor the character he plays are Japanese?

There’s
no shortage of fight scenes, here – about a dozen individual brawls
– and I’m happy to say that they balance out some of the film’s
flaws. The action doesn’t start out promisingly, with some strikes
clearly not making contact and a combatant dying by falling out of a
five-foot window, but it picks up dutifully. Julian Lee provides his
choreographers all the physical talent they need, and they exploit it
by keeping the matches grounded and intimate – lots of
close-quarters street fighting. There’s some flashiness (the glam
gang contains several acrobatic tricksters), and this makes for a
satisfying adrenaline package. Disappointingly, Lee’s onscreen
nemesis – fellow martial arts master Christoph Clark – is
portrayed as so powerful as to negate any potentially cool matches
between them. Clark beats the heck out of Lee, forcing the final
showdown to conclude anticlimactically.

My
Samurai
has the right attitude to be a kickboxing flick of the No
Retreat, No Surrender
variety, but not quite the concentration to
maintain its enthusiasm. Nevertheless, the mixture of unusual touches
and inspired moments make it worth owning for mildly patient fight
fans.

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My
Samurai
(1992)
Directed by Fred H. Dresch (The
Kudzu Christmas
)
Written by
Richard Strahle
Starring
Julian Lee (Dragon and
the Hawk
),
John Kallo, Lynne Hart (Perry
Mason: The Case of the Telltale Talk Show Host
),
Mako (Conan the
Barbarian
)
Cool
costars:

Bubba Smith (Police
Academy

series), Terry O’Quinn (Lost),
Christoph Clark (Tiger
Street
).
Mark
Steven Grove (Legacy
of the Tengu
)
plays a member of the glam gang
Title
refers to:

Julian Lee’s character, presumably.
Potential
triggers:

Violence against women, violence towards children, implied
torture
Copyright
Starmax
Film Partnership

Dragon Profiles: ROD KEI

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Photo
credit

Kei,
R. Retrieved from https://twitter.com/rodtitude

In
1979, three amateur kickboxers – Maurice Smith, Peter Cunningham, and
Rod Kei – met at a WKA event and collectively predicted their
destinies to become great world champions. While Smith and Cunningham
have since then been
more often remembered by mainstream history, Kei proved himself no
less impressive of an individual.
Arguably the most diversely-talented of the trio, Kei competed in at
least four different styles of martial arts
and won world titles in several of them. His film career was likewise
multifaceted, with Rod
spanning the gambit from background fighter to supporting villain and
even leading man – excelling in all roles
through his standout athletic ability. Today,
Kei teaches boxing, kickboxing, and personal
fitness at the EXF Boxing and Kickboxing Academy and the
Sweet Science MMA gym
in California. He also works for American
Airlines.

Styles &
Accomplishments

Kickboxing
– 2-time WKA World Champion, KICK World Champion
Muay
Thai – Ranked 4th in the world by the International Muay Thai
Federation
Savate
– World Cup Champion
Judo
– 3rd Dan, Metro Champion
Taekwondo
– 3rd Dan
Hung
Gar
Sil
Lum


Films
to See

Blind
Vengeance
(1994)
– lead role
L.A.
Task Force
(1994)
– lead role
Dragon
Fire
(1993)
– supporting role
Full
Impact
(1993)
– featured fight scene

Trivia:
Kei
was involved in an infamous 1989 kickboxing match wherein
his opponent – Saekson Janjira – kneed him in the face while the
referee was attempting to separate them. A disqualification victory
for Kei was indicated, after which both fighters’ cornermen began
brawling. The fight turned into a full-scale riot with spectators
throwing chairs into the ring. A
video of the incident can be seen HERE.

Videos
Rod
Kei vs. Takashi Aoyama

Rod
Kei vs. Pee Wee Walker

Review: Soft Target (2006)

“We both want to forget what we do at the
end of the day”

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Crooked (AKA Soft Target) is a
film from late in Don Wilson’s prime career – that is, from before his hiatus
around the turn of the decade. Overall, it goes to show that it wasn’t a bad
time for him to take a break, not necessarily because he no longer had the
stuff but because the DTV action circuit seemed to have left him behind. The
movie is weak sauce, for despite its strong supporting cast, it’s lacking in
style and substance. I’ll say it now: this one’s for completionists, only.

The story: Two police detectives – Tyler
(Wilson) and Yordan (Olivier Gruner) – are assigned to protect a witness to an
underworld murder (Diana Kauffman), but their efforts are hampered by internal
corruption.

The film’s primary selling point is its
cast, which also includes Gary Busy, Martin Kove, and Fred Williamson. However,
don’t get your hopes up: while Wilson and Gruner make the most of their team-up,
Williamson and Kove have a combined screentime of maybe five minutes and Busey
doesn’t even get in on the action. Personally, I was expecting this – Martin
Kove has particularly been irritating me for a long time with his reluctance to
do fight scenes – but it could be very disappointing to someone who thinks
they’ve come across a B-movie supergroup. That’s not to take away from the
memorable performances delivered by lead villain Michael Cavalieri and Martin
Morales as a flamboyant pimp, and Gary Busy manages to be memorable, but it’s not
what viewers wanted to see.

Speaking of things unwanted, I’m sorry to
say that the movie is ugly in more ways than one. Production-wise, the movie toes
the line of an indie feature. The way it’s been shot makes me think it had a
very rushed schedule: endless nighttime scenes, shaky camerawork, inharmonious
editing, and a lot of ADR lines. All of this amplifies the sleazy tone of the
story, which really turned me off. Few of the characters are endearing, with
Yordan in particular doing all he can for the viewer not to like him. Violence
against female characters and sexist dialogue is recurrent. As usual, Don
Wison’s character is a paragon of morality, but he’s on in his own in that
regard, amidst all of these other slimy critters. Basically, this isn’t the
kind of film you watch to put you into a good mood.

The same is generally true for the action
content, though it has its redeeming qualities and ends up being the one
passable aspect of the film. There are four shootouts and five full-length fistfights,
and while the former are overlookable, the latter can be decent. Don Wilson and
Olivier Gruner don’t fight each other and that’s pretty disappointing
(especially when the film teases it), but they do fight alongside each other and
that’s pretty cool. A direct comparison favors Gruner: even though both
performers are former pro kickboxers and have been listed among the authentic
“tough guys” of martial arts movies, Wilson plays his fights very safe with
relatively slow choreography and a lot of cuts, whereas Gruner performs a more
dynamic and rougher-looking style of brawl that more accurately conveys his
real-life strength and ability.

Crooked isn’t a film for casual martial arts fans. It *might* pass for a
slow night on cable, but that’s only if you really want to see the two lead
stars and are tolerant about shortcomings.

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Crooked (AKA Soft Target) (2006)
Directed by Art Camacho (Assassin x)
Written by William C. Martell (Virtual Combat)
Starring Don Wilson (Out for Blood), Olivier Gruner (Nemesis), Diana Kauffman (The Mailman), Gary Busy (Lethal Weapon)
Cool costars: Michael Matsuda (X-Treme Fighter), Jason Yorrick (Transmorphers: Fall of Man), Eric
Perrodin (Street Crimes), Joe Perez (Silicon Towers), McKay Stewart (Vampire Assassin), Glen Levy (Confessions of a Pit Fighter), and Sam
Hargrave (Unlucky Stars) are
real-life martial artists and play various fighters throughout the film. If I
were in a better mood, I’d include Fred Williamson and Martin Kove on here
without a qualifier, but I’m too irritated with them right now.
Title refers to: (SPOILER) The
actual title is a reference to Gary Busey’s character, who’s a crooked cop. Its
alternate title presumably refers to Diana Kauffman’s character, who’s an
at-risk target of the villain.
Potential triggers: Violence towards
women, sexist dialogue
Copyright Soft Target, Inc.

Review: A Good Man (2014)

“Well,
I’m sorry to hear about that. Because now, I will snatch every motherfuckin’
birthday.”

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On Friday, I finally received my DVD of A Good Man after putting off buying
it for two years. This will probably be the last Steven Seagal movie I purchase
for the foreseeable future, because the man’s politics, conspiracy theories,
and scandals have become intolerable and I no longer want to put money in his
pocket. I’ll still review the films of his that I own as I please, and to that
end, I’m reviewing this one. I initially wrote about A Good Man when it came out in 2014, but my perspective has changed
enough since then to revisit the movie. No analysis here; just plain old
reviewing.

The story: While tracking a dangerous arms
merchant in Romania, ex-Special Ops agent Alexander (Seagal) is caught up in
the perils of a family threatened by a local gangster.

In the “behind the scenes” featurette, the
filmmakers go on about their intention to make this more of a “classic”
Seagal movie, with more in common with his past work than the DTV stuff of the last 12 years. Their statements remind me of those made by Don FauntLeRoy
and Christopher “mink” Morrison while hyping their own Seagal vehicles, and considering
that, I could have told A Good Man’s creators that the effort was in vain. It’s impossible to
turn back the hands of time, and A Good
Man
is never going to be mistaken for Seagal’s Warner Bros. adventures.
The story isn’t like anything he’d have done back then, and the film doesn’t
play out like his best work, either. (This isn’t necessarily a bad thing, as I’ve enjoyed
the unpredictable nature of Steven’s non-theatrical work.)  This one has some interesting touches,
but it’s not the miraculous return to form we might have hoped for.

One thing that I enjoy is how
Seagal shares the action scenes with a prominent costar. He’d done this before
with Byron Mann, Steve Austin, and Bren Foster, and now, Victor Webster takes up
the role of the workhorse. I hadn’t seen the Mutant
X
star before, but I became a fan over the course of the film. He’s the
total package, possibly the best actor in the film, and in some ways, he plays the real hero of the story. The most
important thing that he contributes, though, is a smattering of solid fight
scenes. There are nine full-length ones, and Webster leads five while Seagal takes
four. Some viewers who pine for Seagal’s glory days may not satisfied by the simple insertion of a nimbler sidekick, but I think it’s
great – not just for the general upgrade of fisticuffs but also for the variety
it brings them. Webster has a noticeably different fighting style than
Seagal and thereby brings an alternative tone to the brawls. The Buddhist
Bonecrusher mixes up his game a little by regularly drawing a short sword (“Oni
no hocho – the devil’s butcher knife”), but too many shots still feature a
stunt double. Doubling in non-combat scenes seems rare and Seagal overall is
more involved in second unit shots, but still, the fights could be better.

Beyond its action scenes, the movie is
pretty decent, if conventional. The way that Alexander pursues the arms dealer
– Mr. Chen (Tzi Ma) – is fairly inspired, and the way the movie handles intrigue is one of its best surprises. Less
pleasant is how the screenplay blatantly kills time with two unnecessary police characters
(Ana Perjoiu and Ovidiu Niculescu). There are a lot of European gangsters,
scenes in strip clubs, some kidnapping – all things you can see in plenty of
other Seagal features, so it feels a little more akin to previous films than I’d
have wished for.

Dramatically, the movie is a thing of extremes,
and one of the few films for which Seagal can claim to be one of the best
performers. He can do these tough guy roles in his sleep, and Victor Webster
and Tzi Ma provide solid anchoring performances alongside him. Everyone else,
though, is in serious trouble. I respect actors who have the courage to perform
in a second language, but holy heck, was this script ever not written for them!
Some performers obviously deliver their lines phonetically, but even those who
have a greater grasp of English have a tough time making their dialogue sound
natural. Typical U.S. expressions sound contrived when coming from people who already
have difficulty pronouncing basic English words, and given that the film already
features a good deal of subtitled Romanian dialogue, I would have preferred a
little more of that over what’s there.

In the DVD featurette, at least one of the
filmmakers alludes to the film as a morality tale, but even if it fits that
label, it’s got a pretty mean spirit. I hate it when writers use arbitrary
cruelty as cinematic shorthand for “this is gritty and realistic,” and A Good Man is full of such instances.
The threat posed to Victor Webster’s onscreen sisters (Iulia Verdes and Sofia
Nicolaescu) by the gangsters is a driving factor of the story, but this could
have been conveyed without the former being called “bitch” at every other
opportunity or the latter being sold to a pedophilic businessman (Massimo
Dobrovic) for a little while. These are unnecessary, unimaginative touches that
merely strain the film’s likeability.

A
Good Man
remains one of the better-written,
better-produced, and better-treated exploits from Seagal since 2002, and in
that regard, my opinion of the film hasn’t changed much since I first saw it.
However, my opinion’s lessened in regard to the action and my appreciation of
how the characters are handled. This is a movie for established fans, and it’s
a decent one, but it’s not worth the money of a rental for people who either
don’t like the star or are looking for a more creative slice of martial arts.

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A Good Man (2014)
Directed by Keoni Waxman (The Keeper)
Written by Keoini Waxman, Jason
Rainwater (Chick Street Fighter)
Starring Steven Seagal, Victor
Webster, Iulia Verdes (The Last Incubus),
Tzi Ma (Rush Hour 1 & 3)
Cool costars: Martial arts master
and security specialist Ron Balicki (The
Prodigy
) plays one of Mr. Chen’s two main bodyguards. The other is played
by Elias Ferkin, who’s previously appeared in two other Seagal films – Shadow Man and Born to Raise Hell.
Title refers to: Alexander, described as “a good man who does bad things to bad people.”
Potential triggers: Extreme
violence, child abuse, child murder, violence against women,
sexist dialogue, kidnapping
Copyright Lions Gate Entertainment,
Inc.

Reviewnalysis: Out of Reach (2004)

*SPOILERS AHEAD*

Steven Seagal will probably never escape the label of a political filmmaker and may always be known best for the
time he took on corporate polluters in On
Deadly Ground
. His movies have never been that politically brazen ever again,
but he’s frequently touched on socio-political matters since then. One of his
more overlooked outings of this sort – indeed, his last overt “movie with a
message” as of this writing – is 2004’s Out
of Reach
, wherein the Buddhist Bonecrusher takes on a child trafficking circuit
in Poland. Though Seagal’s film addressed a genuine epidemic long before it
became part of mainstream awareness, its direct-to-video status assured that it would be generally overlooked. The fact that it’s not held in high regard even among people who have seen it is thanks to the movie’s production quirks, highlighted by a huge amount of
Seagal’s dialogue being dubbed by a different actor. Interesting as it can be,
this one’s definitely not for everyone.

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The movie opens with a juxtaposition of our two main characters: ex-government
agent William Lansing (Seagal) and his teenage pen pal, Irena Morawska. Irena
is an orphan living at a Warsaw orphanage and William lives a secluded life in
North America, helping injured animals he finds in the forest. Through Irena’s
voice-over, we hear that William corresponds with her via the orphanage’s
outreach program and that they’re quite close. When William narrates a letter
he’s sent her, we learn that he encourages her self-esteem and teaches
her about codes and ciphers…but the most noteworthy and immediate thing we realize
is that the voice coming from Lansing isn’t Steven Seagal’s. It sounds nothing
like him, and as it recurs throughout the film, viewers will wonder what in the
world is going on. This wasn’t the first time Seagal’s character has been dubbed,
but it was the first time it’d been done so extensively, and would subsequently
become a much-derided feature of Seagal’s DTV work.

TRIVIA: William Lansing’s status as an
animal healer reflects Steven Seagal’s own history as an animal rights
proponent. However, this reputation was damaged in 2011, when – while breaking
up an Arizona cockfighting ring for his Lawman
reality show – a police squad he was accompanying crushed over 100 roosters
with a tank and shot a puppy to death.

As William is shown nursing an injured hawk
back to health, Irena reveals that she will soon have to leave
the orphanage. We assume via the visual metaphor that Irena is bound for freedom, but this is not so. An ominous group of men arrives at the orphanage,
led by a fellow called Faisal (Matt Schulze) who’s so obviously evil that his
first act is to threaten one of the orphans (Jan Plazalski). Faisal
appears to be ex-military – take note of how he lines up the orphans
to address them – and if it’s not clear by the predatory way in which he speaks,
we find out soon that he’s collecting the girls for sale into sex slavery. The
orphanage is feeding its female children into this circuit, and Irena is among
them. Scenes of the girls’ processing are uncomfortable and
chilling: their belongings are stolen, they’re photographed against their will,
and – seemingly to ensure that the movie toes the line for taste – there’s a
scene where one of Irena’s friends (Aleksandra Hamkalo) attempts to escape and
is apprehended by Faisal; we later learn that she’s murdered.

Luckily, William travels to Poland to search for Irena after receiving
a suspicious letter claiming that she can’t correspond with him anymore. William’s decision is facilitated by a squad of his
ex-coworkers from the government – led by Agents
Shepherd (Shawn Lawrence) and Morton (Robbie Gee) – showing up at his cabin and attempting to tie up “loose ends.” William fights his way free, heads to
Vancouver, and then seemingly up and decides to make the trip to Poland. There,
he visits Irena’s orphanage. The corrupt director (Maria Maj) is of no help, but
with the aid of the orphan who Faisal threatened (“Nikki”) and a cipher left by
Irena on the frame of her bunk, he realizes that something’s wrong. The
feeling’s confirmed when Faisal, having realized that someone’s looking for
Irena, kills the director and sends men after William. Again, William fights
his way out of the situation.

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Ambiguity seems to be one of the principles this story has been
built on. We’ve already seen that William is wanted by a mysterious government
agency (the “C.S.A.”) for reasons never sufficiently explained, and
now Faisal inexplicably realizes that William – who he hasn’t even laid eyes on
– is such a threat to his operation that he needs to
eliminate him. Shortly thereafter, we learn through a voice-over that Irena
expects William to save her, even though the movie provides no indication that
she’d even know he’s in Poland. How do the characters make such leaps of
understanding? Knee-jerkers blame it on lazy writing. People who’ve read Seagalogy: A Study of the Ass-Kicking Films
of Steven Seagal
blame it on the process of DTV screenwriting, wherein
scripts go through multiple changes during and after production. I lean towards
the latter explanation,
but it’s impossible to guess precisely what details may have gone missing while
the movie was being made. Faisal may have gleaned the extent of William’s
abilities after learning (from Irena’s letters) that he’s good with cyphers, and the
fact that he’s in the city may have been leaked to Irena…but that’s pure guesswork.

Returning to the orphanage to find the
director’s murder investigation in full swing, William is questioned by
the leading detective, Kasia Lato (Agnieszka Wagner). Kasia is suspicious and takes William in to the police station, where he uses an unsupervised
moment to bypass the police database’s security and find out that the
missing girls were all applicants for the same suspicious student program.
William later shows up at another investigation, at the building where the children had been held. Upon realizing that a girl was murdered and discovering a
bracelet he gave Irena, he’s visibly devastated, but regains hope when he’s
shown that Irena has left a message for him on a mirror. Even though he’s lied
to the police and refuses to reveal much about his identity, Kasia is impressed by
his resourcefulness and chooses not only to not arrest him, but to include him
on the case. It pays off: through technical skill and detective work, William
is able to distinguish a connection to Faisal’s broker (Witold Wielinski) and
the dummy corporation used to traffic the girls. There’s a chilling scene
wherein William listens in on the rerouted phone calls of buyers bidding on the
girls.

While a good deal of intrigue and action goes on around
William (including a fight wherein Kasia is shot and
William inexplicably performs surgery instead of taking her to the
hospital), Irena’s ordeal is at least as interesting. Faisal has become
increasingly interested in her ever since he recognized the ciphers in her
letters, and it mounts to an obsession. He presumably keeps her around as a hostage,
but the movie actually builds the two up as rivals in their own right. Irena
keeps her cool, never panicking and leaving messages for
William whenever she can (including on a tray of caviar); her resourcefulness exalts her, whereas Faisal is
denigrated by their relationship. I don’t know whether this was the
filmmakers’ intent – to show a human trafficker eye-to-eye with one of his victims –
but as dangerous as Faisal is, he becomes rather pathetic during
the movie’s second half. There’s a scene wherein Irena and he play chess until the girl
suddenly becomes dizzy and collapses onto the board; he drugged her orange
juice. This man runs a massive trafficking operation, has umpteen subordinates
doing his bidding, and has been shown to be a skilled swordsman, but he thinks a 14-year-old child is too
much for him to handle when she’s conscious.
It’s possible that this is
simply meant to show how sadistic he is, but given that he’s about to use
Irena as bait to lure William into the open, I think he actually considers her
a base that needs covering. All things considered, it’s a pretty effective
backhand to such a despicable character.

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As it turns out, Faisal is in cahoots with
the agents who attempted to kidnap William at the beginning of the movie (?!) and deploys
them against our hero at an embassy ball where the undercover William almost
succeeds in rescuing Irena. (By the way, the C.S.A. does not seem to be an
actual government organization. It’s possible that the script originally named
the C.I.A. – one of Seagal’s favorite onscreen punching bags – but I think the
filmmakers prudently decided against implying that the U.S. government is
involved in human trafficking.) William escapes, and along with Kasia, he soon thereafter engages
the agents and Faisal’s men in a shootout at a brothel. It’s an odd
place for the film to stage a gunfight in, given that an underlying theme of
the film is the threat of sexual assault. They shoot up the place pretty
good, which may symbolize the destruction of consent and personal responsibility.

Faisal is left alone, but before he can flee with Irena, William arrives at his palace. Faisal and he point guns at each
other, but agree to set the firearms aside and fight “man to man”
– an odd thing for them to come to terms about now, but it’s good for viewers who prefer more intimate fights. Leaving Irena behind,
they head for Faisal’s dueling space, but the crime lord preemptively grabs a rapier
from the wall. William disarms him and fights back, but Faisal escapes from his
choke hold and flees. William grabs a two-handed backsword and heads
outside, where he finds Faisal armed with a saber. As the soundtrack fades to
silence, the two begin to fence. It’s a fairly unique match, played more for
technique than thrills, but I find it enjoyable. Both Steven Seagal and Matt
Schulze are trained swordsmen and it shows, as neither is presented as superior
to the other. It comes down to a standoff, with both characters rushing each
other, and William slays Faisal with a horizontal slash.

Trivia: Faisal’s palace is actually the interior of the Warsaw University of Technology. The Palace of Culture and Science (Pałac Kultury i Nauki) stands in as the embassy.

With the trafficking empire destroyed, William
and Irena leave the bloodstained abode. We don’t know what’s become of the
other girls, but we find out in the epilogue that William has taken both Irena
and Nikki back to North America. Irena is in contact with Kasia by mail, and though
she and her apparent stepbrother seem happy, it’s mildly uncomfortable to hear that
“[William] spends most of his time by himself, wandering the forest, looking
for injured animals. He seems to like it that way” – does that mean no one’s
supervising the children?

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Steven Seagal’s DTV career is often characterized
by its shortcomings: overly complicated storylines, numerous stand-ins and
doubles, poor action scenes, and especially the dubbed dialogue. Though most of those features were apparent in movies before this one, Out of Reach is the first film
where they all come together at once and test the resolve of even longtime
fans. There’s not as much doubling as in Seagal’s previous film, Belly of the Beast, but what’s there is
generally for shots that you’d think don’t actually require doubling. The
storyline’s not so convoluted that you’d forget the names of the main characters,
but I had to watch this one several times before the identities of the supporting cast sank in. I think the action is fairly decent, especially the brothel shootout and
swordfight, but when I sat through the credits and realized that the action
choreographer is none other than Hong Kong staple Tak Yuen (Fong Sai Yuk, My Father is a Hero), I got a renewed perspective of how
spectacular the fight scenes actually weren’t. And then there’s the dubbing,
which is every bit as disconcerting as if a boom mic were hanging in the frame.
Whatever plague affected this era of Seagal’s career truly set in during this
film, and would flare up again so often that many fans gave up on the man.

Nevertheless, the film does some things
right, and chief among them is directing attention to a very prominent problem
in the world. Again, the movie’s technical shortcomings have helped ensure that
it won’t be taken seriously by casual viewers, but as was the case
with On Deadly Ground’s stance on the environment, Out of Reach was
ahead of its time in pointing to the proliferation of human trafficking in Europe. Liam Neeson’s Taken would bring
the matter to the mainstream’s attention with a more sober tone,
but Out of Reach does something which
its successors regularly fail to do: it presents a female perspective on the
issue. Human trafficking and sex slavery are ills which predominantly affect
girls and women, but many films concerned with the matter treat it
as merely another catalyst for male heroes to get indignant. Out of Reach does this a little, too,
but featuring two actively-involved females in the main cast makes a world of
difference. Kasia’s role in actively combating the problem is particularly valuable, and Irena’s
prominence reminds us what’s important about the situation: the lives of
victims, not how pissed off the hero gets.

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The role of Faisal bothers me. I appreciate
Matt Schulze’s involvement in the film, both for his physical presence and how
comparatively recognizable he is compared to Seagal’s
future adversaries, but the way the screenplay handles Faisal is a little weak.
He’s basically an over-the-top version of Schulze’s role in The Transporter, with no redeeming
features or motives beyond making money, but the feature still treats him with more
respect than he deserves. I appreciate the duel at the end, but the honor involved
in William setting his gun aside and agreeing to duel him is really misplaced,
especially considering how Seagal regularly brutalizes characters for lesser crimes. Indeed, sex slavery is approached mildly, here. I appreciate
that the filmmakers don’t titillate viewers at the expense of female characters,
but there’s not much indignation about what’s happening. The word “pedophile”
is never uttered. I expected the socially-conscious Seagal to take a few verbal
shots at the criminals – maybe even quote Beau Bridges (“You make money off
a little kid, you miserable jerk! You oughta be shot!”) – but the film treats
the premise no differently than a regular kidnapping scenario. It deserves more
gravity than that.

The film has a few prominent themes, but my favorite is the one of ambiguous personal identity. As an orphan, Irena is rootless and metaphorically
bereft of self. The traffickers try to strip her individuality by assigning her
a new name. Her friend Nikki appears to be a voluntary mute, whose absent voice may be
synonymous with suppressed identity. And then there’s William, who cycles
through an endless amount of aliases. (This trend is so pervasive that he’s
referred to as “Billy Ray” by the Region 1 DVD jacket.)  His virtual facelessness is illustrated pretty
blatantly when he comes to rescue Irena and she doesn’t know who he is. Seagal’s
characters have often been accused of interchangeability, and the film may be
commenting on that qualm by starring a character who plays fast and loose with his own identity.

Out
of Reach
is a lot of things, but it’s not boring.
It’s afflicted by a lot of problems, but with the possible exception of the
dubbing, none of them are so debilitating as to disengage the viewer. Director
Po-Chih Leong seems to be fighting DTV convention (and possibly even the
meddling of producers), and the result is a lot of interesting touches in an
otherwise predictable thriller. Occasionally excellent
cinematography, unexpected twists, and Faisal’s ridiculously cheesy dialogue
are some of the things that shine in what could otherwise have easily been a
dreary picture. Had Seagal done this movie ten years earlier, it may have
become an ironic classic. As is, I don’t quite have the heart to recommend it outright, but if you’re up for an odd adventure and think you’re fine with
the subject matter, you might have an interesting evening with it.

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Out of Reach (2004)
Directed by Po-Chih Leong (Hong Kong 1941)
Written by Trevor Miller (Into the Sun)
Starring Steven Seagal, Ida
Nowakowska (Suicide Room), Agnieszka
Wagner (Fala Zbrodni), Matt Schulze
Cool costars: Robbie Gee (Underworld) as one of the main
supporting villains. Nick Brimble (Robin
Hood: Prince of Thieves
) has a single scene as the “real” villain who
controls Faisal. Martial artist Murat Yilmaz (The Accidental Spy) plays Faisal’s lead henchman.
Title refers to: Irena, who William
spends the movie trying to rescue. It could also be a play on words, given that
they met via an “outreach” program.
Potential triggers: Child abuse,
implied child murder, violence against women, drugging
Conspicuously missing: A title
screen. Seriously, there’s no title shot. I had to get the still from the
trailer.
Copyright UK/Polish Co-Production

Mini Review: Fugitive Rage (1996)

“Are you here for a reason, or are you just here to play cute?”

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Fugitive
Rage
is a disappointing little adventure with just
enough of a budget to look professional but not enough talent in the right
places. Its lead star, Alexander Keith (credited as Wendy Schumacher), once
described themselves as wanting to become “the female Van Damme,” but I’m sorry
to say that this movie isn’t even up to JCVD’s standards. It’s an action movie with bad action, and a weak attempt
at a feminist feature by people who definitely aren’t feminists.

The story: Sent to prison for the attempted murder of a mobster (Jay Richardson),
police officer Tara McCormick (Alexander) is offered her freedom by a shady
government agent (Tim Abell) in exchange for renewing her assassination
attempt.

The quality of the action is average, at best. The shootouts are so impersonal that you won’t care about them. There’s a goofy instance
where Tara hood-surfs a car until the vehicle inexplicably
crashes, but this too manages to be boring. This leaves us with the five fight scenes, but
their quality is no better. While Keith is a legitimate martial artist,
the brawls are plagued by a variety of problems: if they’re not poorly blocked
or clumsily edited, they’re painfully slow-moving or just feature bad
choreography. If you want to see Keith’s moves utilized a little more
gracefully, check out the Michael Dudikoff vehicle Counter Measures, but don’t get your hopes up for this one.

Dramatically, all of the performers do a decent job, and there’s even a little chemistry
between Keith and cellmate Shauna O’Brien. The problem is that the
boring screenplay demands so little of these performers that virtually anybody
could have played the characters. Surprises are few and innovation is
nonexistent, unless the clumsy attempts to turn this into a “girl power movie”
can be called clever. Director Fred Olen Ray and producer Jim Wynorski have
gone on record stating their condescending opinions on female representation in B-movies,
and the things they’ve decided to highlight in the movie reflect these. There’s
gratuitous nudity and sex, violence against women, recurrent sexist (and
racist) dialogue, lurid descriptions of violence, and a sadistic lesbian warden.
Aside from the fact that none of this is counterbalanced by simply having a powerful female lead character, such features give the film a mean-spirited
edge that’s too much for it to withstand. Despite its lazy pro-woman overtones,
Fugitive Rage disingenuously panders
to the 18-36 male demographic and suffers for it.

I can’t
recommend this one at all. Die-hard B-movie enthusiasts may find mild delight
in its corniness, but even they will wonder whether it was worth
digging out the old VCR for. Leave it be.

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Fugitive Rage (1996)
Directed by Fred Olen Ray (Dinosaur Island)
Written by Dani Michaeli (SpongeBob SquarePants), Sean O’Bannon (Air Rage)
Starring Alexander Keith (as Wendy
Schumacher), Shauna O’Brien (Friend of
the Family
), Tim Abell (Soldier of
Fortune, Inc.
), Jay Richardson (Hollywood
Chainsaw Hookers
)
Cool costars: Katherine Victor (The Wild World of Batwoman) as Miss
Prince, the primmest gunwoman you’ll ever see.
Title refers to: The determination
of the incarcerated heroine to exact revenge on the mob boss.
Content warning: Prison violence,
violence against women, group violence, torture, sexist and racist dialogue,
graphic descriptions of domestic violence
Copyright Roxie/Rosie Ruby
Productions

5 Great Fight Scenes You May Not Have Seen

Fight scenes are the backbone of any decent
martial arts movie, and often, the promise of a good brawl is the only
thing that draws in viewers to an otherwise obscure film. Here are some nice
ones, all from direct-to-video productions. If you like any of them, please
consider supporting the studios by renting or buying the movies from your
preferred local or online outlet.

1. Breathing Fire (1991) –
Jonathan Ke Quan
vs. Eddie Saavedra

2. Die Fighting (2014) –
Didier Buson vs.
Xin Sarith Wuku

3. Bounty Tracker (1993) –
Lorenzo Lamas
vs. Koichi Sakamoto, Jeff Pruitt, Tsuyoshi Abe, Burton Richardson

4. Death Grip (2012) –
Eric Jacobus vs.
Alvin Hsing 

5. Bloodmoon (1997) –
Gary Daniels vs. Darren Shahlavi

Reviewnalysis: X-Treme Fighter (2004)

While X-Treme
Fighter
isn’t Don Wilson’s last vehicle, I predict it will be
the last film he does with so much fighting in it. Released during the
home video slump, it seems as though the filmmakers were trying to
reignite the martial arts action subgenre by collecting as many legitimate
practitioners as possible and building one of the world’s most fight-filled movies around them. It’s as though they were making the point that “karate films” weren’t
limited to Hong Kong derivatives and the
abortive stuff that Steven Seagal was doing. Disappointingly, the fact that
Scott Adkins and Isaac Florentine are credited with saving U.S. martial arts
movies and not Don Wilson is because
X-Treme Fighter
missed its mark. Casual viewers haven’t heard of it, and the
general consensus of the film is very poor. Nevertheless, it’s hard to call
this movie boring, and the upbeat tone and wild nature of the story make it
fun to review at the very least. Can’t say I recommend this to everyone, but I
won’t be surprised if there are a few others who find it as interesting as I
do.

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The story opens at a Los Angeles martial
arts gala. Amidst the various demos, announcer Bob Wall reveals one of
the bigger events: a kickboxing exhibition featuring local kung fu instructor
Jack Tanaka (Wilson). It’s a not a competitive fight, but Jack still gets
clocked when he looks into the audience and realizes that someone’s missing.
His father –Dr. James Tanaka (Aki Aleong) – is there, but not his son. As we
find out, James and his boy Brad (Daneya Mayid) have been going through a rough
phase ever since their wife/mother was killed by a mugger, and they haven’t
been getting along. Illustrating this further, Brad skips class at his dad’s kung
fu school and throws a secret birthday party at their home. Jack isn’t happy when he
finds out.

TRIVIA:
Don Wilson “discovered” Daneya Mayid when the 20-year-old approached him at a
martial arts event and asked for his autograph. Wilson liked the look of Mayid
and suggested he audition for the role of his son. Wilson claims that
this is the only time anyone ever secured a film role by asking a star for
an autograph.

Though the film generally struggles with
drama, the relationship between Jack and Brad is handled pretty well. Both
seem at a loss of how to relate to each other, but it’s easy for viewers to relate to them.
In a film as fantastical as this, their relationship is the story’s realistic core. It’s also the catalyst for a decent bit of acting for Wilson: Don is
believable as a father who loves his child but is running out of ideas to curb
his behavior, and I’d go so far as to call him the best performer in the movie.

Even though his party was cut short, Brad’s
about to get at least one more present. You see, Grandpa James happens to be a genius
in virtual reality technology: earlier, we saw that he’s created a photo-realistic fighting
simulator that provides antiterrorism training to government agent Andrew Dean (Lorenzo
Lamas), and he’s adapted this technology into a fighting game for Brad. James
tries to bridge the divide between father and son by urging them to
play together, and Jack grudgingly agrees. Upon “entering” the game
via helmets, a bubbly interface called Veronica (Judy Lee) helps them select
in-game outfits, and things seem to be going well as they’re transported to the
first level and engage their opponent. However, the Karate Master (Chris
Casamassa) is a tough enemy, and Jack is distressed that
his strikes actually hurt. He quits the game and forces Brad to stop playing as well. A potentially fun and therapeutic evening is
ruined.

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James dismisses Jack’s claim as overreaction, but remembers that when Andrew engaged the
simulator, he had no such complaints. When James enters the game himself to
run diagnostics, he takes note of the “interesting weather;” this, along with
the Karate Master’s ominous gaze, is one of the first hints that something’s
up. It’s confirmed when Brad, awakening by a nightmare, reenters the game at
night and re-engages the Karate Master, who knocks him out. Not only that, but he zaps Brad with energy that rips the game’s power cord from the wall
and takes the teen’s mind captive. Brad has transitioned from one nightmare to another
– one that runs off a backup power supply. Jack is unable to snap his son out
of the game (he gets shocked when attempting to remove the helmet) and calls
James for help. The doctor determines that to save Brad, Jack must enter the game
as well, defeat all fighters, and make
it to the final level where James can transport them out of the
game. Jack accepts this plan without question, and the stage is set for a promising amount of action.

Within his first few minutes in the game, Jack must fight
three opponents: two combatants dressed in ninja garb and the Karate Master, all of them armed with traditional martial arts weapons. Wilson notes
on the DVD’s commentary track that he’s not very comfortable fighting with
weapons, but while the fights indeed look a little awkward, this also
demonstrates within the story’s context that Jack is still getting the
hang of the game’s world. In defeating the Karate Master, he finds out
that Brad isn’t on the same level anymore, and that in defeating a level’s
master, he can proceed to the next one via a portal.

In a scene that contradicts this
last piece of information, Brad awakens on a new level, only to be confronted
and knocked out again by the Monkey Man (Michael Matsuda). This is followed by
a quick snippet of him appearing in yet another area. Whether it’s
actually possible to transcend levels by losing
fights or whether this reflects the game’s level of corruption
isn’t clear. Another interesting scene follows as Jack happens upon a fight between the benevolent White Dragon (Cynthia Rothrock)
and the malicious Virus (Christine Bannon-Rodrigues). The Virus is the culprit
behind the game’s shenanigans, and surprisingly, an in-game character
is trying to stop her. The Virus flees when Jack enters the fight, and after
laying the barest foundation for a romance with the White Dragon, Jack ascends to the next level – without actually defeating the master, again.

TRIVIA:
Both Cynthia Rothrock and Christine Bannon-Rodrigues hold substantial records
in martial arts competition. Rothrock was the undisputed world champion in
weapons & forms for five years, while Bannon-Rodrigues won three world titles
in her very first tournament – repeating the feat when critics dismissed this accomplishment
as a fluke.

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At this point, we’ve encountered almost all
the major themes of the film. There’s the danger of misapplied technology
and the nature of artificial intelligence, but the one that intrigues me most
is the theme of how people react to psychological trauma. In this regard,
there’s a direct parallel between the Tanakas and the characters of Sci-Fighter.
For the Tanakas (Jack and Brad), their mother and wife has died; for
the game characters, the integrity of their world has been compromised.
In both cases, responsibilities and relationships are thrown into disarray:
Jack doesn’t know how to relate to his increasingly delinquent son, while the
characters are fighting each other and neglecting the rules that are supposed
to govern them. Everyone is confused to varying degrees,
with the King of the Cage character (Brad Verret) mistakenly assigning blame to
the Tanakas – not unlike Jack and Brad
villainizing each other on a smaller scale. I’d love to have seen this concept
explored a little more – to see how the characters go about their world when
not interacting with players – but that’d be a different kind of movie
altogether. As is, the parallel makes the characters feel like a family – a
family which, by proxy, the Tanakas eventually end up joining.

As he progresses, Jack defeats the Double Threat duo (Simon and James Kim), the Monkey Man from before, and the Street
Fighter (Maurice Smith). He even comes across a “residual image” of Andrew Dean’s
training, and there’s a short moment of Don Wilson and Lorenzo Lamas
fighting together. Jack and Andrew apparently know each other, but
Jack is too weirded out to make anything of the situation.
He goes on to defeat the Weapons Master (Eric Lee) and the Scorpion (Rebekah
Chaney), then appears on a beach where he’s rendered unconscious from a kiss by
the disguised Virus – leading to what I can only conclude is an in-game dream
sequence wherein he returns to the White Dragon’s level to bid for her heart.
He comes to (still in the game), and must defeat the Grappler (Gokor Chivichyan).

TRIVIA:
Like many Don Wilson movies, X-Treme Fighter
includes onscreen opponents who Wilson fought during his kickboxing career. He
defeated Maurice Smith in 1983 for the WKA World Championship and defeated
Dewey Cooper in 2000 for the ISKA North American title.

Jack finally locates Brad, who’s been going
through various challenges of his own, including the Virus impersonating his
father. (Her ability to do this, coupled with the Karate Master’s strange
behavior from before, makes me think that she either impersonated or took
control of him to initiate this whole thing.) It’s a joyous reunion; the Virus’ attempt to keep the Tanakas separated has resulted in
them growing closer. Eventually, the two end up at the final level, and even
though Jack bids Brad to stay back as he approaches his opponent, the location abruptly
changes and both of them are transported to a prison setting. While Brad
defends himself against a couple of thugs, Jack takes on the King of the Cage and eventually
defeats him via sleeper hold.

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With the final boss defeated, Brad walks through
the last portal and reawakens at home, but before Jack can go, he’s accosted by
the Virus and transported to a skyscraper setting. As she gains the upper hand
in the resulting fight, the Virus reveals that she intends to destroy both the game’s world and Jack’s. These are incredibly ambitious plans and warrant
examination. Overall, I don’t think they’re realistic. Aside from
presumably corrupted boundaries of the game, I see no signs of
destruction in Sci-Fighter, with some of the characters even fighting the Virus
when they realize what she’s trying to do. What’s more, I can’t imagine how she
could destroy the world outside of the game. This calls the nature of the Virus
into question, for it’s not actually clear whether she’s a genuine computer virus or an established character. Her headshot appears in the
game’s title imagery, making me think that at least her in-game model is an established
element of Sci-Fighter… So, is she an infected character
or simply a disenchanted rogue? Given the strong capacity for
personality among the characters, the latter seems possible, but I personally
lean towards the former, given her somewhat unique ability to traverse the
levels. As such, perhaps her power could eventually allow her to
travel between actual worlds, not unlike the Tanakas. If she were able to do
this, her destructive nature would probably make destroying the Earth a
priority…but I still don’t know how she’d manage it.

When the King of the Cage regains consciousness
and realizes that he was mistaken about the cause of his world’s problems, he buys
Jack some recovery time by attacking (and getting defeated by) the Virus. In
the real world, the game’s backup power supply fails and Jack is presumed lost,
but Brad’s desperate words of love and encouragement permeate the game and
imbue Jack with the power to defeat the Virus. He’s still trapped, but the
White Dragon appears and sacrifices herself for him; she becomes a portal,
and Jack is able to awaken in the real world. To his amazement, he awakens to
the White Dragon’s face! The character was based on James’
assistant Sally, who’d been aiding the professor in trying to free the
Tanakas.

TRIVIA:
Brad Verret, who was a major part of the King of the Cage promotion, died in
early 2016 – reportedly of lung disease. While not active in competitive
fighting, he was a professional bodybuilder who’d won first place at the 1983
Los Angeles Championships.

In the epilogue, we see that things have improved for
the Tanakas. As Jack gives a speech to his students about how life’s greatest
obstacles are often only in our minds, Brad arrives to take his place in class.
At a subsequent martial arts event, Jack and James – along with Sally, who
appears to be dating Jack – watch Brad win a forms competition. However, back in James’ lab, the Virus
inexplicably appears on a computer screen and ominously asks “Does anybody else
want to play?” Clearly, she is not just in the game, but in the main
program as well.

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When I first watched X-Treme Fighter, I wasn’t impressed. I wasn’t a fan of Don Wilson,
but I was a fan of Cynthia Rothrock and several other cast members, and
upon seeing the questionable quality of the fight scenes, I publicly proclaimed
it one of the worst martial arts films ever. Nevertheless, I never got rid
of my DVD copy, because the movie’s spunk is amusing and the premise unique
enough to warrant revisiting. Since then, the ambitiousness of the production
and the ambiguity of the storyline have made it a minor favorite of mine, but
I’m realistic about the limited appeal it may have to others.

Much of this has to do with the direction
of Art Camacho. Camacho was an integral contributor to the 90s
action scene and actually directed one of the very best low-budget thrillers I’ve ever seen (1998’s Recoil) but I’ve never much
liked his work with Don Wilson. Also, the quality of Camacho’s output seems strongly
correlated with how much money he has, so that both the production values and screenplay
of X-Treme Fighter – made during the home
video market’s low point – are weaker than any other film of his I’ve seen. Finally, Camacho doesn’t get many good dramatic performances out of his
stars, here. Every single character displays some thematic shakiness, with
Cynthia Rothrock and Aki Aleong being the worst offenders – even though Rothrock
had just come off a strong performance in Outside
the Law
and Aleong is usually the one performer in these movies who can act.

But let’s look on the bright side. At first
glance, the fight scenes stink, but closer examination presents some general
improvements over Wilson’s action standard. There are 23 full-length brawls, and while most of them could have been shot better,
the variety of fighters and fighting styles is welcome. Despite some incontestable low points (e.g. the Monkey Man’s encounters are some of the
noisiest, most do-nothing brawls ever filmed), a handful of fights
are respectable, particularly those featuring Chris Casamassa. Daneya Mayid is
an infinitely more dynamic fighter than his onscreen father, but even Wilson
raises his standard by engaging in more evenly-matched encounters than we’re
used to. His showdown with the Virus is possibly the only back-and-forth brawl the
conservative Wilson has with a female opponent.

Speaking of unconventionality, the film does
several other things that I’m a fan of. While there is some sexualization of
women and pandering to stereotypes (is it coincidence that the biggest things
in the Tanakas’ lives are martial arts and computer technology?), the film
centers around a non-nuclear Asian-American family and features a cast whose main performers are almost
exclusively women and men who aren’t Caucasian. Also, X-Treme Fighter is valuable for being a rare
family-oriented martial arts movie from the 2000s; despite its PG-13 rating,
parents who already let their kids watch Power
Rangers
shouldn’t have a problem with it. Of course, all of this may not cut it for adult viewers who just
want to watch a good fight flick, so regardless of whether you’re a Don Wilson
fan, beware of the film’s low points and know yourself before
purchasing.

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X-Treme Fighter [AKA Sci-Fighter]
(2014)
Directed by Art Camacho
Written by Thomas Callicoat (The Legend of Sasquatch)
Starring Don Wilson (Bloodfist series), Daneya Mayid (Kickboxer: Vengeance), Aki Aleong (Farewell to the King), Cynthia Rothrock
Cool costars: Christine
Bannon-Rodrigues (WMAC Masters),
Lorenzo Lamas (Renegade), Chris
Casamassa (Mortal Kombat), Brad
Verret, Michael Matsuda (Crooked),
Rebekah Chaney (Slumber Party Slaughter),
Gokor Chivichyan (Streets of Rage),
Simon and James Kim (Mortal Conquest),
Eric Lee (Talons of the Eagle),
Maurice Smith (Fist of Glory), Bob
Wall (Enter the Dragon), Dewey Cooper
(The Martial Arts Kid). Additional
combatants include Joe Perez (Half Past
Dead 2
), Eric Perrodin (Street Crimes),
and professional fighter Ray Wizard.
Title refers to: It might be an
alternate title for the game. Otherwise, it could apply to any player or
character.
Potential triggers: Mugging, violence towards women
Copyright Sci-Fighter Films, Inc.