This film has such corny dialog; I was convinced it was written by Segal, himself. Mix this in with Segal's desperation to be perceived as a master of all things (the all-knowing, fortune cookie reciting Professor Burns who also happened to be the greatest art thief in the world before he decided he just wanted to be an acclaimed professor) and the Kung Fu Fantasy fight in the barber's shop and you have a film that'll live in infamy alongside Battlefield Earth and No Escape as must-haves for all Trash Movie collectors.
Steven is well beyond his prime, and no amount of tanning or polo-necks-acting-as-neck-disguiser/supporter can hide it. A visit to the hairdresser also seems in order. However, there is something irrepressible about Steven Segal.
I challenge anyone to watch this movie without laughing! Brilliant!
Steven is well beyond his prime, and no amount of tanning or polo-necks-acting-as-neck-disguiser/supporter can hide it. A visit to the hairdresser also seems in order. However, there is something irrepressible about Steven Segal.
I challenge anyone to watch this movie without laughing! Brilliant!