This movie is another glimmering piece of art from the great Steven Seagal. Once again he has broken down the walls of racial discrimination by performing his non- offensive, non-pigment related rendition of black face.
In this movie mister Seagal plays a middle aged black man who is the head of the crime syndicate somewhere in Florida. As usual his otherworldly BA persona fills the screen and delivers in true SS fashion. This time his limp wrist-ed karate domination is accentuated by his knowledge of black magic. Only in a legendary Seagal film could the worlds most lethal scorpions combine to become a healing power that nearly rivals the power of Steven's karate chop. He feasts on the lesser endowed rival gangsters in a way only he could make believable.
One scene in particular demonstrates his skill in pure acting. When sitting at a table talking with "ice man", he says something with such a heavy slur that it is only intelligible when re-winded and viewed multiple times. I anticipate the following 2 movies in this trilogy with bates breath.
Sadly this site only allows 1000 words per movie review. I feel that my review is not capable of doing this movie justice, no matter how elegant. In a thousand lifetimes I could not adequately pay tribute to this work of borderline inappropriate genius.
When I picture heaven I imagine a place where we all wake up in the morning, pull our pony tails back and are blessed with the talents of Steven Seagal. Also, if you have not had the chance to watch his music videos online, you are sorely missing out.
Long live Seagal! (Although that's a moot point considering there isn't anything deadly enough to conquer him)
In this movie mister Seagal plays a middle aged black man who is the head of the crime syndicate somewhere in Florida. As usual his otherworldly BA persona fills the screen and delivers in true SS fashion. This time his limp wrist-ed karate domination is accentuated by his knowledge of black magic. Only in a legendary Seagal film could the worlds most lethal scorpions combine to become a healing power that nearly rivals the power of Steven's karate chop. He feasts on the lesser endowed rival gangsters in a way only he could make believable.
One scene in particular demonstrates his skill in pure acting. When sitting at a table talking with "ice man", he says something with such a heavy slur that it is only intelligible when re-winded and viewed multiple times. I anticipate the following 2 movies in this trilogy with bates breath.
Sadly this site only allows 1000 words per movie review. I feel that my review is not capable of doing this movie justice, no matter how elegant. In a thousand lifetimes I could not adequately pay tribute to this work of borderline inappropriate genius.
When I picture heaven I imagine a place where we all wake up in the morning, pull our pony tails back and are blessed with the talents of Steven Seagal. Also, if you have not had the chance to watch his music videos online, you are sorely missing out.
Long live Seagal! (Although that's a moot point considering there isn't anything deadly enough to conquer him)