Walking the Edge

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.

Fairly awful revenge flick casts Robert Forster as a former ball player-turned-cab driver, operating a vintage yellow-checker taxi in Los Angeles, who is hired by a smartly-dressed Asian woman packing heat. She's on a personal mission after seeing her husband and teenage son murdered by a low-life drug dealer and his goons. Seems the husband was dealing to kids behind her back and holding out on his 'friends'; now she's out to settle the score, and the cabbie finds himself sympathetic to her cause. Curt Allen's florid, overwritten dialogue doesn't appear to trip up the players (Forster, Nancy Kwan, A Martinez, or cult character actor Joe Spinell), though after awhile it becomes clear Allen doesn't have any other talent beyond inventively stringing together f-bombs and n-words. The violence is standard for '80s B-grade trash, while the loving relationship between Forster and Kwan blossoms out of nowhere. *1/2 from ****

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)

My review was written in January 1985 after a Times Square screening.

Filmed in 1982 under the title "A Deadly Chase", "Walking the Edge" is an antiquated vengeance picture, harking back in most respects to the blaxploitation cycle of a decade earlier. Action prospects are modest for this indie acquisition released by Charles Band's Empire Pictures.

In a strong central performance (overcoming extreme deficiencies in Curt Allen's scriptingand Norbert Meisel's directing), Robert Forster toplines as an L. A. cabbie and numbers runner named Jason Wall, accidentally thrown in with femme-in-trouble Christine (Nancy Kwan), whom he adopts as a protector against gangsters led by the nasty Brusstar (typecast Joe Spinell). One of several irritating plot gaps has Christine suddenly resurfacing, after a violent teaser, opening which has Brusstar and cohorts kill her husband and son, to become a one-woman vengeance squad inolving cabbie Wall.

While harboring Christine at his house and continuing his daily numbers rounds, Wall gradually catches the revenge bug himself, particularly when his garage mechanic buddy Tony (A Martinez0 is brutally tortured and killed by Brusstar. Pic ends unsatisfyingly with star duo having successfully wiped out all the bad guys and facing a non-future.

Qualifying as a B-movie at least two decades after the Bs went out of fashion, "Edge" lacks the colorful casting and intriguing plot twists that made such pictures delightful.

Gore is substituted for exciting action setpieces and the vulgar dialog will need considerable laundering for tv use. Apart from Forster, who inserts sly touches to take the sting out of another sadistic anti-hero, acting honors go to Frankie Hill, stopping the show as a feisty prostitute who first castigaes Wall but later helps him out in a pinch.

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.