Death Force (1978)

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One of my all time favorites.

What attracted me to this low budget Filipino drive-in movie was its premise, that being the tall and muscular actor James Iglehart wielding a samurai sword and slashing his way through the American mafia on a quest for vengeance. Admit it, that premise sounds pretty cool. However, I didn't think that the movie quite lived up to its potential. The main beef I had with the movie was how the first half of the movie played out. It's kind of slow, and almost totally devoid of real action. Some more action sequences in this part of the movie would have greatly helped. However, once Iglehart makes his way back to America and begins his samurai vigilante antics, things do pick up considerably. Some of the fight sequences are surprisingly good, filled with great energy and some very convincing choreography that really makes you believe the participants are fighting for their lives. Weighing the first half of the movie against the second half, what you end up with is an okay low budget Filipino actioner - far from the worst of its kind, but at the same time you'll see potential that was not quite realized.

American soldier Doug Russell (a solid and likable performance by James Iglehart) gets betrayed and left for dead by his two buddies while stationed in the Philippines. After washing up on a remote island and being taught in the ways of the samurai by a Japanese soldier, Russell returns to America to exact a harsh revenge on the two guys who double crossed him.Director Cirio H. Santiago, working from a tight and involving script by Howard R. Cohen, keeps the engrossing and enjoyable story moving along at a brisk pace, maintains a tough gritty tone throughout, stages the exciting action set pieces with skill and aplomb, delivers a few nice dollops of bloody gore, and caps everything off with a genuinely startling surprise bummer ending. Leon Isaac Kennedy as slick operator McGee and Carmen Argenziano as hard-nosed cynic Morelli make for perfectly hateful and ruthless villains, the ravishing Jayne Kennedy adds some real class as Russell's loyal singer wife Maria, and the ubiquitous Vic Diaz pops up in a nifty cameo as an oily Chinese hood. The get-down funky score by Jaime Mendoza-Nava and Eddie Villaneuva hits the right-on groovy spot. A worthwhile exploitation item.

My first Cirio H Santiago film! This one has a brain-meltingly random premise, Afros, cool music, is choppy as hell and even throws in a bit of gore at the end there.Russell is a Vietnam vet who's smuggled some gold with his mates Morrello and McGhee, who of course double cross him, slit his throat, throw him in the sea and head off to L.A to waste the mob there and become crime lords (as we see them blast their way through many gangs). McGhee also has the hots for Russell's wife, and periodically turns up to try and woo her (getting more aggressive with every visit).Russell, however, washes up on a desert island, where he meets two Japanese soldiers who have never surrendered (and never will). After becoming friends and indulging in some funny banter ("You should see Japan now!"), the ranking officer (great character) teaches Russell how to slice things up good with a samurai sword, which as you know will lead Russell back to LA where he can chop his buddies, and their hired goons (Hired goons?) into little pieces.Full of ridiculous situations, action scenes and funky music, Fighting Mad is a good bet for an exploitation fan. There's a good relationship between Russell and the Japanese officer, and just when I thought Russel would never get off that damn island, he does in a rather sad scene and the film picks up from there. Whenever the film bogs down in training sequences, Santiago just switches to L.A to show McGhee and Morrello taking on rival mobs.Once Russell arrives in LA, he becomes an unstoppable killing machine to get to his enemies. It looked like some of the violence had been cut from the version I watched (a leg being severed), but as there were several graphic decapitations at the end, who knows? This is good for a watch if you're like me, and just switch your brain off before hitting 'play' and just go with the flow. It's cheap and cheerful and action packed – what else do you want?

With the belated rise in popularity of Asian exploitation; towering grindhouse icon, Cirio H. Santiago has become somewhat of a bona fide underground cinematic hero; this is due in no small part to his series of low-budget, high-octane, post Apocalyptic actioners, and ribald entertainments that so did exceptionally well during home video boom of the 80's. The doyen of post holocaust automotive Armageddon, Santiago perfected the machismo-soaked iconography of swarthy, leather-clad heroics where dusty, embattled muscle cars, festooned with gaudy Motley Crue accouterments blazed a furious trail of carnage across a noxious, corrupted landscape, where brutality and automotive prowess were the only viable remaining currency. Santiago directed these dystopian vistas with their crimson-hued skyline, mottled by the choking dust of deathly radioactivity with great gusto; so it came as no great surprise to discover that his earlier title, and wildly entertaining revenger, 'Fighting Mad' (aka) 'Death Force' was by no means an impoverished backwoods cousin to his better known PA extravaganza's. Brawny, James Inglehart is part of a roguish trio of opportunistic thugs and after a particularly frantic blag upon a yacht, things go south, he is left to rot in the midst of the briny sea. Being a purebred Grindhouse classic, the film's unerring goal is unrelenting revenge; and after washing up on a deserted island he is trained by two Japanese soldiers stranded there since the end of WW2; naturally we have to endure a little ham-fisted cross cultural observations pre-chop sock, but swiftly, Santiago constructs some amusing training vignettes, while not on par with '36 chambers of shaolin' they prove to be an excellent aperitif before our vengeful black samurai (fortunately not the dire Al Adamson interpretation) replete with diamond-edged Katana blade proceeds to exact a most furious and dreadful revenge. Ostensibly 'Fighting Mad' is the timeless fable of a muscular, super-irked black man decapitating dumbbell Mafiosi with a diamond edged katana blade..so what's not to like?