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I hope the next time Kathy Long makes a film she can unclench that jaw - maybe it's from watching just a little too many Clint Eastwood movies. Visually she's cute, perky, toned and buff and, pugilistically speaking, even a bit more impressive than Cynthia Rothrock. She's got a lot of raw talent, and might have been more believable in a movie like "G. I. Jane" - you know, female overcoming the system, kicking male butt as well as the next guy, nitro-in-a- perfume-bottle-kind-of-thing.

This is not a bad film at all, and features a very surprising turn by Ginger Lynn in a dramatic role as a town local. Serious kudos to director Fritz Kiersch for coaxing a terrifically drawn performance ... from skin queen Ginger Lynn? Wow, way to go Ginger!

We've seen the storyline a million times, but the action is solid and the production value is terrific, which is a testament to the director and the producers. The "High Plains Drifter" impersonation must've driven the sound guys crazy, but overall this movie is pretty good thanks largely to Fritz Kiersch and the guys behind the camera.

Plot sounded entertaining but the cast simply could not pull off a potentially entertaining script. If Kathy Long and Brian Bosworth ever appear together, that film possibly could rate worse that this C film! Terrible waste of time.

... that this piece of jiggle/ghost/biker/martial arts exploitation is primarily an uncredited remake of "Once Upon a Time in the West", with a little "High Plaions Drifter" thrown in for good measure.

The soundtrack even quotes Morricine's "Once Upon.." soundtrack.

Proving, once again, that it's not so much the material as the idiot (or genius) who films it.

I caught the last fifteen minutes on satellite some time ago, thought it seemed familiar, and managed to catch the last complete run on that cycle, and sure enough, it was.

If it wasn't so darned expensive -- it was intended for the rental market, not the consumer "seel through" market -- i'd buy a copy just to show to people who would be able to appreciate the sheer effrontery of the people who made this travesty.

And the thought Caesar had gall.

Didn't know there was so much feminist cringe in the 90s, heh. They really abused the straight-to-video scene with bitter garbage like this. It is sad, as straight-to-video should be used as a haven for hidden gems, not as everyone's dumping ground for their own little twisted ideas. At least not too much money and resources were wasted, which I'm glad for. Rather use that for something that improves the world, instead of spreading feminist bitterness 🙂

This bad movie at least has a gorgeous leading lady, Kathy Long, as the stranger. Long looks magnificent in her tight black leather jeans and flowing golden locks. She also strides a motorcycle pretty well. But she is given trite dialogue to deal with. Seeking a chief biker by the name of Angel for his wrong doings[namely rape] the ultimate happens in a deserted ghost town in a sort of B movie HIGH NOONish atmosphere. Where did they find such a place? I'm curious. It truly looked deserted. Add to this melodrama, a bunch of villains, in biker gear, looking more or less like Mr. Clean, and the townsfolk looking more like Mr. Peepers [old Wally Cox TV series of a mousy professor]and you can guess the rest. Our heroine wins the battle, hands down. Along the way she hops into bed with Sheriff Cole [a nice guy played simply by Eric Pierpoint in a helpless sort of way - but, hey, he tries] even getting knocked out with one punch by our gal Kathy to keep him from harm as the gang of villains approach the town [ala Frank Miller]. Andrew Divoff provided Angel with the proper tattoos and evil grimaces. It was Robin Lynn Heath as Cordet that missed the boat. This barefooted barbie doll babe runs around in almost a dress, looking like she needs a bath. She becomes increasingly annoying as the picture progresses. Can't understand the point of this role. And I don't think the actress did either. One expression "like duh" and blank stares. That was the limit of her performance. I do believe she finally took a bath. In the end the stranger leaves town waving goodbye to our sheriff and the barefooted ragmuffin and who cares. But still a pleasure to watch Kathy Long. Hope she gets more offers to show her stuff. A perfect replacement for Sheena, if anyone's listening. Directed by Fritz Kiersch with a deft touch. You could see some artistic attempts of his work if only he had a better scenario than writer Gregory Poirier offered him. I give it 3 out of ten rating. And the 3 goes to Miss Long for being born so gorgeous.