A group of drug-runners try to enlist the help of ex-mercenary Rolf, who passes on the job since drugs aren't his thing (in a flashback, we learn how his prostitute mother died of a heroin overdose). Not entirely happy with Rolf's decision, the gang beat him up and leave him for dead. Our tough hero is nursed back to health by his girlfriend Joanna, and then seeks revenge by stealing the drug runners' shipment of cocaine, peeing on it in disgust before hurling it out of a plane. In retaliation, the gang brutally rape and murder Joanna, leaving Rolf no choice but to pick up a gun once again and kick some bad guy ass.
Rolf! Who the heck thought that Rolf was a great name for a tough mercenary? Writer/director Mario Siciliano, that's who. He's the genius behind this lame action flick that I can only see appealing to fans of the truly awful.
In order to not waste too much time in reviewing this movie, I'm going to sum up the flick Joe Bob Brigg's style:
We're talking unconvincing shoot-outs, wooden acting and diabolical dialogue. One leech attack. One gang rape. One pair of breasts. Several native children thrown into the air for target practise. One pint of blood (the result of a wooden spike booby trap). Tipper truck-fu. One terrible theme song. No heads roll.
BA_Harrison says check it out only to appreciate how bad it is.
N.B. To make matters worse, the version I saw (on a popular subscription streaming site) was of terrible quality, and at one point reverted to Italian language, before playing the same scene again in English.
Rolf! Who the heck thought that Rolf was a great name for a tough mercenary? Writer/director Mario Siciliano, that's who. He's the genius behind this lame action flick that I can only see appealing to fans of the truly awful.
In order to not waste too much time in reviewing this movie, I'm going to sum up the flick Joe Bob Brigg's style:
We're talking unconvincing shoot-outs, wooden acting and diabolical dialogue. One leech attack. One gang rape. One pair of breasts. Several native children thrown into the air for target practise. One pint of blood (the result of a wooden spike booby trap). Tipper truck-fu. One terrible theme song. No heads roll.
BA_Harrison says check it out only to appreciate how bad it is.
N.B. To make matters worse, the version I saw (on a popular subscription streaming site) was of terrible quality, and at one point reverted to Italian language, before playing the same scene again in English.