Walking the Edge

You've got to feel a little sorry for Nancy Kwan's character at the beginning of "Walking the Edge." She's just found out that her husband has been pushing drugs to school kids, and then watches as that husband and her young son are snuffed out by a quartet of L.A. thugs. She escapes from this carnage, only to suffer a mental breakdown and subsequent institutionalization. And that's just the first five minutes of what turns out to be a fairly standard revenge story, but one graced by fine acting from Robert Forster and the inimitable Ms. Kwan. Forster plays an average-Joe guy, the type he excels at; he's a part-time cabby and also a runner for a numbers racket. Like the Nancy Kwan character, life has pushed him around a bit too much lately: His old lady has been cheating on him, he can't muster the gumption to lean on bad debtors, and he doubts whether he will ever become a Big League pitcher, his dream. But when he gets involved with Nancy's revenge scheme, his life takes a sudden turn... I'd like to say that this movie was well-done fun, but the fact of the matter is, although I enjoyed it up to a point, I am still objective enough to know the smell of cheese when I sniff it. Yes, the acting is adequate, as is the editing, and the directing (by Ms. Kwan's husband), but still, something was missing for me. Perhaps it's the fact that the script contains an unbelievable amount of cursing and profanity. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not a prude when it comes to language. But when every other sentence is "F that" and "Mother this," it gets a bit redundant. The next time I see this movie (if there is a next time), I think I'll try counting just how many obscenities there are. My rough guess would be around 350. In addition, the vengeance that Kwan and Forster take on the thugs at the end of the film is waaay to simply accomplished. Granted, these bad guys are a bunch of real goofballs, but Forster and Kwan have a much too easy time of it. Just about every character in this film is either a thug, a drug addict, a hooker...certainly no City of Angels, that's for sure! The film also features gory shots of shot-up victims, a drill-torture scene, multiple knifings, fisticuffs, and loud punk rock. This is a far cry from Fred and Ginger doing "The Continental," but for some people, hey, "That's Entertainment"! I'm trying to be objective here, but the fact of the matter is, the mere presence of Nancy Kwan in any movie is enough to guarantee me a fun time. Nancy, 44 years old in this movie--and more than twice her age in her yummy "Suzie Wong" debut--looks absolutely stunning. What a physiognomy! What zygomatic bones! The high point of this film, for me (and this should tell you something about the film in a nutshell), is when Nancy, injured after having had a hubcap "Frisbee'd" into her ribs, takes off her blouse and stands around in her bra. Does anyone out there know how to say "Be still, my quivering gonads" in Chinese?

Robert Forster is his ever-engaging self as Jason Walk, a ballplayer turned part time cabbie & part time numbers runner. He finds his life torn asunder when Christine Holloway (Nancy Kwan), a woman on a suicidal revenge mission, hires his cab. He lets her know in no uncertain terms that he's very unhappy about what she's gotten him into, and yet he is undeniably driven to protect her. The villain is a crime figure named Brusstar (Joe Spinell), who's murdered Christines' lowlife husband; their son also got killed in the crossfire.

"Walking the Edge" is no great shakes as revenge thrillers go, but it's certainly watchable. Forster really makes a lot of the difference, creating another average-Joe protagonist for whom you can easily root. Kwan is less satisfying, but she & Forster do have an interesting, antagonistic chemistry. (She actually has the nerve to accuse him of bungling her mission.). Spinell (who'd also acted with Forster in another revenge thriller, "Vigilante") is always good value; one of his main character traits is that he hates being addressed as "Bruce", and he frequently butts heads with McKee (Wayne Woodson), his number two guy who would like to be number one.

Also featuring other familiar faces such as A Martinez, Doug Toby, Luis Contreras, Ivy Bethune, Jacqueline Giroux, Aarika Wells, and Frankie Hill, this had a long road to the screen. It was filmed in 1982, but legal issues prevented it from being released until 1985.

Also notable for a typically strong Jay Chattaway score.

Six out of 10.

Around this time vigilante/revenge films were the in-thing to cash-in on the movie market, but some kinda slipped passed the radar like "Rolling Thunder" and especially Nobert Meisel's solid, but tough little item "Walking the Edge". So before Robert Forster and Joe Spinell teamed up in William Lustig's "Vigilante", they together starred in this urban crime/revenge flick that is very well done for what was made on a minor budget and quick time frame. Holding a raw, taut edge the story was a little more thoughtful in the way it came across, unlike many rash and downright average exploitative revenge films that flooded the times. It's more talkative than expected. However it still had a punishing intensity, and moments of gutsy violence and suitably sardonic humour. Lending to the deep-rooted feel is Jay Chattaway's funky, upbeat blues score. Although what really makes the movie has got to be Forster's strong, detailed central performance, and likewise Spinell's excellently scummy head thug. Nancy Kwan has a potent presence too. The support cast; A Martinez, Wayne Woodson and James McIntire are reasonably fine.

An exiting and sometimes violent action-thriller with good actors and a good story. Kwan plays a housewife who is married to a gangster (without knowing it). When her family is brutally murdered by some other gangsters, and she manages to escape, she swears revenge to those who killed her son. She seeks cover with a taxi-driver (Forster) who ends up helping her with her bloody revenge.

Good action from the 1980's (7 out of 10)

This is a small action-thriller of the vigilante subgenre, so popular in the 80s, with the great Robert Foster being forced to help a woman to find revenge against the gang that murder her family. The villain is performed by the always creepy Joe Spinell and the movie manages to keep things interesting, even with its extreme low budget and very thin script. The acting of these two and the grittiness of the film is by far the best of it.