OK, so we have a Charles Bronson "lookalike" who actually looks to be in his late seventies or early eighties, kinda lumpy and pasty, wearing a greasy toupee that seems to have been painted black with a large can of Benjamin Moore enamel paint. That's the big draw here - on top of a script that makes Plan 9 from Outer Space sound like Shakespeare, an action budget right up there with the old Dolemite movies, and a cast of heavies and hotties that seems to have been hauled straight out of the nearest dive bar. I suggest you save your money on this one, folks. I've had better times bashing my head against a wall. And oh, wait a minute - I forgot about the usual production hambones who write their one IMDB review giving stinkers like this a 10 star rating plus all the accolades they know how to spell - for you guys, Judge Judy and I have 3 words: GET A JOB.
Review of Death Kiss
