Impacto Mortal

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.

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.

Upon examining "Deadly Impact" closely, one will probably come to the conclusion that the Italian filmmakers were really trying to pass off this movie as an American production. The cast has two Hollywood stars, the setting of the movie's events is the American southwest, the filming was actually done in the American southwest, and many of the Italians who worked on this movie are credited not with their Italian names but with English names. This attempted deception didn't really bother me - I was more concerned whether the end results would be entertaining. The movie is somewhat slicker than many Italian action movies from this time period - there's plenty of location footage, there are a few okay stunts involving cars, and the climax involving a helicopter chase must have taken considerable time and money to plan and film. There are also a few unintended laughs, like a musical score that often sounds like it belongs in a Terence Hill/Bud Spencer comedy. But aside from little things like that, I found the movie to be a big bore. The police investigation travels at a snail's pace, even though at times there seems to be missing scenes that would have explained a few things. There's absolutely no tension, no excitement at any time in the movie. The only impact this movie makes is a dull thud.

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.

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)