Two briefcases with mysterious contents are stolen from top Presidential candidate Squire Parks, setting off a deadly series of double-crosses and betrayals. Desperate warring factions of subterranean organizations will stop at nothing to gain possession of the sensitive material. A covert branch of the CIA calls on notorious Black Ops agent Stanley Cashay, who has been barely existing in a semi-comatose twilight since the murder of his wife. Cashay is offered the identity of his wife's killer in exchange for locating and returning the cases. Agent Cashay uses the most dangerous weapons at his command, the telephone and his reputation, to unleash a bizarre assortment of operatives, including the deliciously sleazy Casey Thunderbird and exotic Tokyo-based special agent Black Licorice. Along with scores of other beguiling rogues, they initiate a horrifying chain of events, including ruthless torture and brutal killings. When Cashay is finally in possession of the stolen materials, the ... Written by
Modus Operandi is a film that is tough to judge harshly. It was clearly made, as so many great films before it, with a great amount of enthusiasm. And frankly, it's hard not to have fun watching it when the director clearly had so much fun making it. "Grindhouse" and "Machete" are both fun movies. But "Modus Operandi" is a genuine grindhouse film. Shot in the slums and back alleys of Milwaukee, the art of exploitation is etched into every frame. The film seems to have been influenced by everything from John Waters and Russ Meyer to David Lynch and John Luc Godard. Not a film for the squeamish. But if anyone doubts that American Independents can still deliver original material should watch this movie.
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