Impatto mortale

This is not a bad formula actioner, let me tell you. When first seeing it back in '85, I was taken aback. It wasn't the movie I thought it would be. The film starts, rather intriguingly with a girl, who's guy rigs the pokie machines, knowing the winning times and numbers. A real smart, soon to be dead cookie here. She plays them, he plays instructor, communicating to her by a mic. Some baddies are on to them, which inevitably leads to our young programmer being killed, head held under water, until he's no longer breathing, which I found a bit of a tough scene. Enter Svenson, bringing a stubborn small talking, and dispassionate cop, and not a very contented one. He sucks at the pokies, gambling not his fortae. He works the murder, while being shot in some investigating endeavors (thank god for bullet proof vests) while being lead on some hairy car chases, that marks some great some stunt work, that works coolly against the Italian music scores, which I loved, gotta be by Ennio Morricone. When getting himself more deeper in danger, he enlists the aid of old buddy, Williamson, a chopper pilot, used in the last action scene (love the chopper going into to side of the mountain, just after Svenson, and company evacuate it). This is quite a cool movie in it's own way, even though there's not much chemistry between our two leads, but it's not half a bad movie at that, and Svenson is such grumpy fun, where at the end, may'be he's hits a winning streak. Just don't expect too much from it, but given that, this one does deliver.

Bo Svenson and Fred Williamson ought to ignite the screen ablaze, but the spark here is not even big enough to light The Hammer's cigar. Skip over a totally inane plot about a tech-nerd taking Las Vegas for a bundle, us action fans come to see fistfights, guns and chases - admirable traits of exciting cinema this movie carelessly fumbles. The scenes are over-the-top to blatant unfunny parody; an innocent driver violently flipping his car over the distance of a football field is hilarious, but the wacky odd couple pairing shenanigans of the two stars is not. When they crash their helicopter into a cliff face, it explodes into a huge fireball yet the pair emerges unharmed with the chopper in perfect condition! This trick is physically impossible, and I sat dumbfounded at the stupidity that played in front of me. Despite two or three scenes of interest, I was glad when the end credits rolled. Director Fabrizio De Angelis has done much better work as a producer for Umberto Lenzi and E.G. Castellari's films.

Despite wild chases galore, a great B-movie cast (rather wasted) and a very enjoyable score, this is an utterly routine action programmer. It pushes moviemaking back to the primitive "cops chase crooks" level, and does little to stand out in one's memory. It's not the worst way to spend a free hour-and-a-half, but not the best either. Not by a long shot. (*1/2)

My review was written in July 1986 after watching the movie on Vestron video cassette.

"Deadly Impact" is a caper film with one of the silliest premises yet. Italian-made production was lensed in Las Vegas and Phoenix in November 1983 with such pointless working titles as "The Believer" and "Giant Killer", finally debuting on video cassette a year ago.

A young computer expert named Harry from Phoenix has come up with a system to break the bank in Vegas: he ties in his computer terminal via secret codes with all the casino computers to monitor when each of their slot machines is ready to pay off. Then he sends his girlfriend Kathy around to play the winning slots, generating a take of about $30,000 per weekend in Vegas.

Two thugs noticing the winnight track down Harry and torture him for his secret but acidentally kill him, later kidnapping Kathy. Phoenix cop Bo Svenson and his helicopter tour pilot pal Fred Williamson get on the case and predictably end up with the system and its spoils for their own corrupt use.

Assuming the viewer buys the unlikely premise that slot machines are computerized and go off like clockwork rather than according to the laws of probability, "Impact" is boring anyway with its series of cornball chases and car stunts. Filmmaker Fabrizio De Angelis (a/k/a Larry Ludman) is interested in just killing time with the type of mindless saga that used to keep 42nd Street grindhouses purring but is now just a random title to take up space on a video store's shelf.

Bo Svenson is tiresome in another of his stereotype cop roles and his sidekick Fred Williamson (previously teamed in the Italian war pic "Inglorious Bastards") merely makes wisecracks and chomps on his trademark stogie.

Yeah, this is a B-movie and it isn't terribly original. A computer whiz figures out a way to monitor the machines at various Las Vegas casinos and he and his girlfriend make a killing. Some thugs get interested and kidnap them and force them to give them the ill-gotten money. The rest of the film consists of Bo Svenson (a cop) and Fred Williamson (a helicopter pilot for hire) trying to track down the thugs and recover the money.

Fred and Bo make a great team, and even though the buddy-formula is cliched, they make it work. The chase scenes are ridiculously long, but they are completely entertaining. And the score, what can I say about that insane score? It pops up in so many variations throughout the film and I cannot get it out of my head.

Some bad films I watch just to laugh at. Somehow this is a bad film that makes me feel like I'm laughing with it.

I do realize that I may be the only one in the world who loves this film. It also contains the most insane scene involving made-up computer gibberish ever (so it just changed from an 'A' to a 'B'?). You gotta love Bo Svenson.