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I really like Bronson's movies,the Stone face is great in action and is very bad with the crooks,now includes a new kind... women...which was framed by one them,funny too when he notice that the partners cop who didn't like him looks like gays...today probably such things should be politically incorrect,but in 1986 was cool...the chemistry between Bronson and Wilhoite works a lot...anyway the movie is plenty watchable the trio Bronson/Thompson/Golan Globus was in great shape!!! Resume: First watch: 1988 / How many: 3 / Source: TV-DVD / Rating: 7

Charles Bronson plays Jack Murphy, a veteran police detective who is framed for his ex-wife's murder by a loony killer he helped put away years ago, but who is now out and looking for revenge. Jack must go on the run handcuffed to a young car thief who hates him, but of course they must work together now to clear his name, since the killer is after them both...Awful film may well be Bronson's worst; utterly routine and predictable plot, uninspired direction(J. Lee Thompson, once a great director...), thoroughly unappealing and foul-mouthed characters that you care nothing about. The pits.

"Murphy's Law" is predictable Bronson 80's fare rendered unwatchable by the character of "Arabella McGee," a Tourettes-stricken six year-old in the body of an adult woman. Bronson spends most of the movie metaphorically handcuffed to McGee, his "mismatched" buddy who speaks only in grade school trash talk.Among her more pathetic insults are "dinosaur dork," "sperm bank," "booger-sucking pimple vomit," "camel-crotch," and "bug-sucking barf-brains." Any producer/writer/director who thought this sort of vulgar stupidity would be funny probably didn't make many movies after this one. It's the type of loud, offensive stunt that ruins the movie and reveals just how clueless the filmmakers are.What's the point of continuing the review? The plot, a simple revenge story, is derailed by Kathleen Wilhoite's unrelenting foulmouth, a constant reminder of the ignorance and indifference that went into this mindless Golan-Globus flop. I'm out.GRADE: FPS- If you're ever subjected to this trash be sure to stay tuned for the laughably-awful theme song during the end credits... it's the cherry on this s#it-sundae :)

Murphy's Law: If anything could possibly go wrong, it will. Murphy's Second Law: Don't mess with Jack Murphy. (Substitute the usual word for 'mess.') Murphy's Law is a lot better than some people would have you believe. Yeah, yeah, it's a Charles Bronson film from the Eighties, a period when a lot of film enthusiasts sniffed that Bronson was little more than a stuffed dummy who phoned in his performances. Bronson is one of those actors who make condescension drip from the lips of some cineastes. Charles Bronson was no typical Hollywood actor. He didn't have to be. With that worn-out, weary, tough face he could set a scene just by being there. Bronson was Bronson, and we knew the kind of taciturn, honest, relentless character he'd be. Bronson was a private man, kept to himself, was realistic about his talents and proud enough to deliver the goods. With all that said, you either kind of like his star movies, or at least some of them, or you kind of don't. Murphy's Law is one I like. Jack Murphy is a police detective on the downslide. His wife, a stacked stripper at a gentlemen's club who fancies herself a dancer, has just divorced him. Murphy doesn't want to let her go, drinks himself into a stupor most nights and shows up for work with stains on his rumpled suit and bad breath. Then his wife is killed and he's arrested for her murder. Jack Murphy knows he must find out who the real murderer is, so he breaks out of jail. While he tries to identify the killer, the killer bumps off one person after another who helps Murphy or who was associated with him. Early in the movie we know who the killer is (this is no spoiler), a psycho named Joan Freeman (Carrie Snodgrass). Murphy put her behind bars ten years ago and now she's out. She's ready for some wet revenge. She leaves corpses in her wake. She pumps iron with a vengeance. She smokes. She's also handy with a garrote, a cross bow and a pistol. Never, never take a bath with her. With just this as a plot Murphy's Law might have been an efficient, violent and reasonably entertaining Bronson movie. What I like about it is the gimmick -- the relationship between Murphy and a foul-mouthed young thief named Arabella McGee (played by Kathleen Wilhoit). Murphy had been handcuffed to Arabella at the stationhouse after he was arrested. When he broke out he had to take her along with him. A movie cliché? Sure. I think it works because of Murphy's tough stoicism and Arabella's creative and energetic profanity. There's nice chemistry between Bronson and Wilhoit. Wilhoit looks more like a tomboy than a cutesy starlet, more a gamin rough around the edges. She's a good actress and holds her own with Bronson's screen charisma. When the handcuffs finally come off thanks to Arabella's lock- picking skills, she decides to stick around with Murphy. If he can clear his name, he'll clear hers as being an accomplice in the escape. And off they go, with Murphy now fighting a three-front war. Freeman is after him. A cop who hates his guts is after him. And a mob smoothie he beat up is after him. The climax is a rough battle between Murphy and Freeman in a dark, gloomy building already loaded with some of her corpses. Arabella proves useful. Murphy proves capable.