TNT Jackson (1975)

I like the storyline of this show,it attract me so much

Each character in this movie — down to the smallest one — is an individual rather than a type, prone to spontaneous changes of mood and sometimes amusing outbursts of pettiness or ill humor.

I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

A great movie, one of the best of this year. There was a bit of confusion at one point in the plot, but nothing serious.

TNT Jackson's brother has been knocked off in Hong Kong and TNT heads there undercover to kick ass and find her brother's killer. It all kicks off in this action packed, and afro packed film from Cirio H Santiago. Also, that's the plot.TNT sure gets into some scrapes here. Almost immediately she's set upon by goons trying to steal her bag (one guy gets a gory arm snapping for his troubles) and then she shacks up at a bar run by Joe while being hit upon by a dude called Charlie, who has an amazing afro and is quite the Russell Brand type when it comes to the ladies. Trouble is, he also killed TNT's brother, but she doesn't find that out until after he's gotten into her pants like the fanny rat he is.Loads of kung fu fighting (including a topless kung fu fight!), double crosses, and even a bit of gore (turns out that the 'thrusting your hand into an enemies midriff' might be a legitimate kung fu move – I've seen it a few times now) make this film very enjoyable. It's about 70 minutes long too. If Tarantino paid homage to it, it'd be three hours long (and don't doubt that he hasn't watched this one).

I have to admit that I was kind of looking forward to watching TNT JACKSON after I read the description of the movie in the Leonard Maltin movie guide. But to my surprise, I found out that Maltin lied. Jeannie Bell does *not* get her shirt ripped off before the start of every fight she's involved in - it only happens once, and it's a very brief and poorly directed sequence. But what about the rest of the movie? Unfortunately, it's not that much better. Bell gives a performance that suggests she's very unhappy to be stuck in this movie, and it's clear that she's no martial artist due to her feeble moves as well as the fact that it's clear several times that the filmmakers are using a stand in for her. But it's not just the fight sequences that are tacky. The whole movie has a really cheap look and feel, not a surprise because Cirio Santiago helmed the enterprise, and he was an exploitation movie director who didn't make that many good movies in his career. The best I can say about the movie is that it's pretty short.

"T.N.T. Jackson" is, admittedly, the kind of thing I wouldn't consider "good", but it does deliver a fair amount of exploitative fun, combining the blaxploitation and martial arts genres. Co-written by actor Ken Metcalf, who plays the white drug lord Sid, and actor Dick Miller - yeah, *that* Dick Miller! - it stars pretty, voluptuous former Playboy Playmate Jeannie Bell as Diana "T.N.T." Jackson, a karate expert who travels to Hong Kong (the movie was actually shot, like many of its kind, in the Philippines) in search of her brother, who was murdered by American hoodlum Charlie (Stan Shaw), who's determined to gain control of the entire local drug trade. T.N.T. teams with local martial arts instructor Joe to take on the bad guys. As produced and directed by the ubiquitous Cirio H. Santiago, the movie is breezy fun, that at the very least is fairly well paced, getting down to business quickly enough and including as many fights as it can. Bell, who displays *plenty* of attitude, comes off well enough in the fight scenes, and has some chemistry with Chiquito, who plays Joe. Incidentally, the write-up in the annual paperback guide to movies by Leonard Maltin and associates has it wrong in that Ms. Bell is *not* constantly getting her top yanked off. She only displays her breasts twice, but in one of these scenes she shows off her body in a highly amusing fight with multiple bad guys that she plays almost totally nude, which has to rank as the highlight of the movie for trash fans watching. The acting from the cast is engaging, with Shaw, who had a respectable subsequent career as a character actor, making for a fun villain, and sexy blonde Pat Anderson playing the lady in Sid's employ who turns out to be a federal agent, or as T.N.T. would put it, a "pig". The fight scenes indeed don't quite work and could have been better choreographed. Accompanied by a typically funky and energetic music score (by Tito Sotto), "T.N.T. Jackson" still makes for an acceptable diversion, if not on the level of blaxploitation icon Pam Grier's best vehicles. The ending is just too abrupt, although it features an unexpected, unlikely, and utterly hilarious act of brutality. Fans of this sort of thing may be reasonably entertained. Seven out of 10.

Feisty Dianna Jackson (a winningly spunky performance by gorgeous former "Playboy" Playmate Jeanne Bell) goes to Hong Kong to take out the evil heroin ring that murdered her brother. Dianna's assisted by friendly karate master Joe (amiable Chiquito), faces opposition from undercover narcotics agent Elaine (lovely, buxom blonde babe Pat Anderson), and romances cocky, ruthlessly ambitious Charlie (essayed with supremely arrogant aplomb by Stan Shaw) while plotting her revenge against nefarious drug kingpin Sid (an effectively slimy Ken Metcalfe). Director Cirio H. Santiago, working from a blithely trashy script co-written by none other than Dick Miller (!), crams the lively and eventful 72 minute running time with a plethora of gratuitous distaff nudity and loads of badly staged martial arts fight scenes (Bell is clearly doubled by a squat guy wearing a giant Afro wig!). The definite sleazy highlight occurs when a topless Bell singlehandedly beats up a bunch of thugs in her hotel room. Felipe Sacdalan's raw, grainy, scratched-up cinematography, the clumsy use of strenuous slow motion, the funky-groovin' score, the laughably inept fight choreography, and the surprisingly gruesome conclusion add immensely to the overall scuzzy fun of this deliciously cheesy grindhouse exploitation hoot.