Sorry, this movie sucks

From my favorite movies..

The acting in this movie is really good.

Although I seem to have had higher expectations than I thought, the movie is super entertaining.

There's no safe haven, when Wings Hauser it out for revenge. Which a drug cartel soon finds out. "No Safe Haven" is your typically forgettable 80s action fodder… ridiculously over-the-top in nearly every department from the action set-pieces, clunky dialogues and the villainous bad guys (especially a lip-smacking Branscombe Richmond). Quite reckless, but done with enough panache despite its low-budget frame. It's somewhat slow to begin off, but it does pack a little punch when the frenetic action is transported to an impregnable South American jungle fortress. After the death of his two younger brothers and his mother at the hands of a vicious drug syndicate, Hauser's CIA agent Clete is a man on a mission. He gets by with plenty of charisma, a touch of intensity (mainly those scenes in the first half when one-by-one he playfully begins picking off the henchmen to make a point) and with the aid of a weapons expert amusingly played by Robert Tessier. Gladly the story stays simple, despite the pointless distractions. Hauser goes about his brutal business accompanied by a screeching rock soundtrack. We know what it wants to deliver and for most part it serves up the stereotypical and cheesy action goods.

When Hauser wants revenge, you're dead already. You just don't know it yet. Hauser is out to kill every member of a Columbian drug organization because they executed his mother & little brothers. So he's a man with a mission, fair enough. The action & killings in this film get pretty hilarious. At one point Hauser locks a bad guy out on the balcony. He sets him on fire and gives him the choice: burn up or jump off the building. Another baddie gets first blown up, then run over by a speedboat (with Hauser at the steering wheel, of course). One more gets hooked up to a helicopter (by Hauser, naturally) and hitches a ride before plunging to his inevitable death. Wonderful! You simply don't mess with the Hauser.

i saw this movie two times.cheap movie.b movie star wings Hauser.first i must say that someone has to shoot these movie companies.i don't know if they are now in the market but they are doing shits not movies.they film in Texas?Texas as Bolivia?why they took the screenplay?the actors are bad the action 4 to 10.the scenery too.this is a crap.its the second movie that i have seen with that actor.he plays like van-tam.but van-tam is not American!he is from Belgium.he speaks french better.what a mess!i know that drug dealers have private armies.this guy in Bolivia has the country's army protection.like the fascist American army who kills people around the world.

After he refuses to throw a game for some drug lords, football star Buddy Harris (Tom Campitelli) is murdered alongside his mother and younger brother. This doesn't sit well with eldest son Clete Harris (Wings Hauser), a loose cannon Government agent cooling his heels in Honduras. When he gets word, he flies back to the US to bury his family and anyone who was involved with it. Unconvinced with the sheriff's suspect, Clete uses his contacts in Government to find out this was the work of Manuel (Branscombe Richmond), who is working for drug kingpin in Bolivia. So Clete teams with weapons expert Randy aka Popeye (Robert Tessier) and heads to South America to get his revenge.Hauser always has a great screen presence and the film's in which he had a bit more creative control (he co-wrote here with his then wife Nancy Locke) always feature some little eccentric bits. This is full of them from throw away lines by Wings to a drunken parking lot fling with a floozy (Locke) to Tessier being cast as a good guy who is also a doting single father whose military obsessed son leads a squadron of geese. The action is good and appropriately over-the-top (a van explodes after a cement truck hits its open back door). Director Ronnie Rondell has done tons of stunt-work, but this is the only feature he directed. The film isn't going to change anything it the landscape of cinema, but it is an enjoyable 90 minute B-movie. Oh, there is also a scenery chewing performance of epic proportions by Native American actor Richmond, mostly known for his work on TV's RENEGADE. His interpretation of a South American drug dealer is hilarious, sounding like Cheech Marin at times. It is the kind of performance that would have Al Pacino from SCARFACE say, "Chew gotta be fookin kiddin me, mang!"