Shotgun

To anybody who has not seen SHOTGUN I urge you to find a copy ASAP! The standard of acting and scriptwriting is so appalling that this film is easily the worst ever made BUT that is exactly why it is also the best! Anybody with a sense of humour will be unable to contain themselves after just one minute of this flick. It is outrageously funny. The pumping 80s rock soundtrack oozes cheese and adds to the film immensely. The characters all reflect one cliché or another, especially Stuart Chapin as Ian Jones, the star of the film. Watch out for his legendary cowboy hat and excessively long coat, real gems. The wordplay is so laboured and stereotypical that no sane person could ever take the film seriously. The way it is filmed also reminds me of 80s style American daytime soaps, very cheap indeed! It will only be available to buy in the cheapest of shops, no more than 50p at most, even on DVD! Go and buy this film NOW! It will provide you with a lifetime of comedy!

For a time, I thought I was the only person in the world to see this sorry excuse for a movie, catching it during late-night TV. Sometimes this movie is so bad, it's hilarious. But mostly it is INCREDIBLY AWFUL. And I don't mean just everyday AWFUL - I'm talking about ****AWFUL****! The actor who plays the character who gets the creative nickname "Shotgun" is perhaps the WORST ACTOR IN THE WORLD! Really! I'm not kidding.

Maybe you should see this movie anyway, because anything you'll see afterwards will look even better!

P.S. - This production company (formerly City Lights, now PM Entertainment) did improve over time, and now PM generally makes decent and slick B movies that deliver the goods. The general rule, however, is to avoid ALL their movies made before 1993!

A drug deal is "going down", and within seconds, thugs are flying through the air in slow-motion, like stuntmen in a movie.

BOOM!

SHOTGUN has begun.

Someone is beating prostitutes to death. Someone wrapped in leather, prefiguring "The Gimp" from PULP FICTION. Officers Ian Jones and Max Billings (Stuart Chapman and Rif Hutton) are on the case, willing to hit every porn shop, adult theater, and back alley dive in town, to catch the fiend.

Jones is a towering, ponytailed sasquatch of a man, certainly the world's tallest cop. It's fun to watch him "blend" into a crowd, when he's three feet taller than anyone else! He's also driven by a "personal score to settle" with the killer. When it comes to bad guys, Jones is ever ready to "take out the trash". He's truly "a man on a mission".

Ian's got a bit of a temper that leads to trouble with his job. No problem. He just becomes a bounty hunter. When Billings is injured, an even more vengeful Jones teams up with a survivalist. Together, they construct a canon / machine gun / flamethrower-endowed death-mobile! Yep, it's finale time! This could be called: Death-truck vs. The fortress of insanity!

The schlock gods are raining down gold upon us! You'll laugh so hard, you'll need rib bandages! You'll never look at giant cops in the same way again, ever!...

This one has every tired cop flick cliche imagined -- the partner loved like a brother, the hooker sister who ends up killed by a mask-wearing trick, other street walkers who all look like expensive call-girls and do their stuff to "Gee, is this a porno?" background music, the police command that's always making life difficult for the put-upon, hard-drinking partners (one Black, one White; one married, one single; blah blah blah).

For me, the highpoints of these films are those scenes in the Police Chief's office. You know the drill: "I'm watching you, G_dammit! One more dead suspect and you'll be walking a beat in the worst part of town I can find. You're OFF this case, capisce?!" In this regard, "Shotgun" did not disappoint. It kept me happy, too, with the camera work, acting, transitions, plot tricks and, especially, that God-awful heavy metal guitar soundtrack. The only thing missing was one of those moments where the hero cop splashes his face with cold water and stares intensely at himself in the mirror before the cutaway to the next head-bashing scene. But for that, it would be a perfect 10 in that parallel movie universe one enters through the bottom of a bottle of booze.

Summary: -10 stars in this Universe. Watch it late at night with an equally drunk friend and enjoy.

My review was written in March 1989 after watching the movie on Raedon video cassette.

"Shotgun" is a lean, mean action pic for video, bringing some good acting and okay technical work to the overworked cops-on-the-vice-beat genre.

Stuart Chapin toplines as Detective Ian Jones, an L. A. cop who gets mighty steamed when his sister, a prostitute, is offed by a sadistic sex maniac. Thrown off the force, he becomes a skip tracer nicknamed Shotgun because of his weapon and his ruthless but efficient methods.

With ex-partner on the force Riff Hutton, Chapin ultimately gets the killer and puts a massive drug ring out of commission. Vigilante payoff scene is something of an anticlimax, but filmmaker Addison Randall keeps things moving otherwise.

Chapin is effective as the antihero, with Hutton (previously teamed with Andy Garcia as test examiner in "Stand and Deliver") scoring as his loyal sidekick.l Poster art and video packaging benefit from spotlighting a beautiful blonde who does not appear in the film proper.