Wings Hauser does not star in every direct-to-video action thriller. It only seems that way. And THE KILLERS EDGE is a fairly typical specimen, overflowing with explosions, bullets and bodies--dead clothed males and live unclothed females--held together by as little plot as possible.
While investigating a slaughter at a printing plant which doubles as an after-hours counterfeiting operation, tough L.A. police detective John Saxon (Hauser) quickly deduces that a live witness must have escaped; he gives himself away by taking time to turn out the lights before leaving. Saxon
races to find the witness before the killer does, but he's too late. He does, however, figure out that the man he's chasing is Miller Richardson (Robert Z'Dar, whose swollen jowls give an alarming new meaning to the term "lantern-jawed"), an old buddy of his from Nam who once saved his life.
Richardson is having trouble liquidating the bogus loot he stole from the counterfeiters; he has this bad habit of blowing away potential fences who refuse to cut him a favorable deal. Saxon, meanwhile, has a bad habit of blowing away cranky potential witnesses before they are able to give him
After he learns who it is he's chasing, however, Saxon obtains Richardson's present whereabouts--from the gangster's mom. Confronting Richardson, Saxon pays back his old Nam debt by giving him two hours to hand over the funny money and get outta town--a big mistake, of course. Richardson kidnaps
Saxon's shapely girlfriend Dorothy (Elaine Pelino), a headstrong-but-foolish ice-skating instructor who has refused his entry to go into hiding until everything cools off. Saxon is forced into a Nam-style showdown with Richardson to save her life.
There is evidence of aspirations to something more than the average straight-to-video headbanger that go unfulfilled in KILLERS EDGE. Karen Black puts in an appearance as a police counterfeit expert who protects Saxon from his superiors, who have the temerity to take issue with his habit of
shooting first and eating lunch later. But nothing ever comes of it. The script tries to give Richardson some dimension by having him take piano lessons. But it never gets around to explaining exactly what it is that he does for a living. He can't unload the counterfeit cash, having no experience
in this area, raising the question of why he blew away all those people in the beginning to get his hands on it in the first place. But he doesn't seem to do anything else except hang around his apartment, tinkling the ivories and barking at his underlings while being served coffee by his busty
blonde serving wench.
Granted, no one rents these epics for subtleties of plot or nuances of character. But this film doesn't really deliver the goods in any other area either. The gunfights, explosions and Saxon bedding down with his babe are spaced out by long stretches of the characters driving around or sitting
around talking, betraying the film's bargain-basement budget. THE KILLERS EDGE probably has enough killing, but it doesn't have much of an edge. (Violence, substance abuse, profanity, adult situations, nudity.)
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- Released: 1991
- Rating: R
- Review: Wings Hauser does not star in every direct-to-video action thriller. It only seems that way. And THE KILLERS EDGE is a fairly typical specimen, overflowing with explosions, bullets and bodies--dead clothed males and live unclothed females--held together by… (more)