A daytime soul radio DJ turns into a one-man kung-fu fighting investigative wrecking crew.
Faraway signals from way-out cinema
A daytime soul radio DJ turns into a one-man kung-fu fighting investigative wrecking crew.
Crime is soaring, the citizens are scared. And the only one who can put a stop to the chaos doesn’t play by the rules.
Vigilante justice, prison violence, pinky rings, cocaine, and catalog modeling collide in this explosive 1990s gem from stuntman-turned-director John Stewart.
Indonesian action film maestro Arizal and lead actor Peter O’Brian reunite in this surprisingly drama-forward follow-up to the 1986 action tour-de-force, THE STABILIZER.
A pair of neighboring apartment dwellers must contend with police, jealous lovers, and highway traffic in the Spanish countryside to hide an awful crime.
Karate masters and a rogue ninja take on corrupt cops in this shot-on-video action romp made in Missouri.
A mysterious killer with metal fingers has been killing off martial artists. The investigating detective is stumped.
After watching this action-packed 1980s Japanese film about a student government council fighting a delinquent biker gang, you might need crutches to get around.
Also known as CRAZED BEAST, this is a lean and lively 1970s bus hijacking b-movie from Toei Movie Company that leaves a bloody trail of wreckage in its wake.
Armed with a stacked cast of genre movie veterans, a badass lead performer, and an entire warehouse full of cardboard boxes, BALLISTIC is the stuff that b-movie dreams are made of.
Years before the big-budget proselytizing of controversial figures like Mel Gibson or Jim Caviezel hit the screen, an Atlanta-area filmmaker melded moral messaging with the low-budget action ethos of companies like City Lights and PM Entertainment.
A seasonally appropriate 1980s action movie gem that will stuff you with riveting car chases, massive explosions, a crazed villain, and Adam Ant wielding stolen firearms.
I’ve used plenty of ride share apps and I’d like to think that if my driver ever said, “if you gotta piss, piss out the window. Cause I’m on a quest … I’m searching for the gates of hell,” that I would launch myself from the moving vehicle ASAP. If I somehow survived, I would never get in a stranger’s car again. This is one of the lessons from BLUE VENGEANCE, a strange film I enjoyed.
It seems almost far-fetched now, but there was once a time when San Francisco was filled with leather bars and martial arts schools instead of unaffordable housing and tech startups. Like a limp body flying over the bar and smashing only the bottom-shelf vodka, THE WEAPONS OF DEATH comes out of nowhere to surprise and delight.
When his brother overdoses on a new designer drug called “nirvana,” a fresh MBA graduate must choose between the stable pursuits of marriage and a burgeoning family business, or traveling to Hong Kong to learn kung fu and fight drug dealers.