SYNOPSIS - Silk, the smoothest, toughest, and sexiest cop in Honolulu is hot on the trail of ruthless art smugglers who are after a priceless Asian Scroll. Silk will stop at nothing to get ... See full summary »
Cirio H. Santiago
A ruthless vehicular gang rules the post-apocalyptic wasteland. That's until a muscled hero named Slade builds the ultimate machine gun - Equalizer 2000, and declares a one man war on the gang's "piece of garbage" leader.mm.
Cirio H. Santiago
Big hair, big guns, big personalities, and a serious lack of wardrobe. She-Wolves of the Wasteland, a post-apocalyptic story that features women--lots and lots of women--who leave little to... See full summary »
Somewhere near the Texas-Louisiana border, the CIA maintains a force of domestic assassins. So secret is their work that their retirement program is a bullet in the head. Up-and-coming ... See full summary »
The year is 2021 AD. Women have been enslaved by a brutal army of men who survived the nuclear holocaust. Their only hope for freedom is in the hands of a nomadic band of fierce she-warriors: The Sisterhood. Written by
Concorde - New Horizons (with permission).
Actress Lynn-Holly Johnson accidentally lopped off stuntman Greg Rocero index finger during one of the fight scenes with a prop swords. Rocero went straight to hospital and Lynn-Holly reportedly felt devastated for the rest of the picture. See more »
It's hard to figure out which scene elicits the moost laughter in this post-apocalyptic stinker: Lynn-Holly Johnson (cutsey, blonde former figure skater) fighting with a sword; Lynn-Holly Johnson cracking peoples' necks; Lynn-Holly Johnson firing from a Bradley Fighting Vehicle; Lynn-Holly Johnson attempting to act; etc, etc... Lynn-Holly Johnson looks moore like a Valley Girl shopping for over-priced shoes in some pretentious Rodeo Drive boudoir, instead of vicious amazon firing m-16As. She is one of the least cowvincing actresses the MooCow has seen in many mooons. She's part of an all-female band of fighters who each have a special "gift", none of which seems to be acting. They beat the stuffing out of a faceless group of chauvanistic, bone-headed men. As fer the rest of The Sisterhood, the least said the better - it is set in one of those cowfusing Midieval/Post-Apocalyptic wastlands, part Mad Max, part Hercules, where people fight with swords and rocket launchers, and no one know quite sure why they're fighting at all. The shields and armor are plastic, the swords aluminum, the "costumes" include shoulder pads, fatigues, and bits and pieces left over from a Xena get-up. The fight scenes are stagy and poorly timed. Lynn-Holly Johnson can talk to birds and horses, who are probably telling her that she stinks as an actress. This cow says ignore the Boris Vallejo-inspired video box and drop The Sisterhood like a hot cow flop! :=8P
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