Raw Justice (1993) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
Justice
is not only blind, she's stacked.
I was going to start the comments by claiming that this was a modern day adaptation of King Lear with Pam Anderson as Cordelia, but I guess that would have stretched your credulity a bit. |
What is
really is about is something like this:
The police arrest Robert Hays for the brutal cold-blooded murder of the daughter of the mayor of New Orleans. They had a date that night, he took her to miniature golf, and she was not amused. I can see why the police suspected him. Many a man in Louisiana has slaughtered a woman over miniature golf. I guess the thing that confused me was that I thought it was legal there. Well, I guess I'm in trouble now for that little filly that I killed and stuffed in the little windmill on that one hole in Baton Rouge back in the 80's. I guess I better just admit it and pay my $50 fine. |
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Anyway,
the next morning after slaughtering the mayor's daughter in the
shower, Hayes is back out on the streets, because someone posted his
bail anonymously. It's good to know that a guy arraigned on a truly
brutal first degree murder of a well-known public figure can wander
around the streets in Louisiana. It makes Mardi Gras seem that much
more invigorating. As you probably know, Louisiana is the only state
where the currently applicable laws are written on a chalkboard, kind
of like the daily specials at a seafood restaurant. Apparently Murder
One wasn't the Crime du Jour that day.
The mayor, father of the murdered girl, hires a bounty hunter (David Keith) to keep an eye on Hays and make sure that he doesn't attempt flight. Keith ends up getting framed for another crime, so he and Hays end up having to team up to fight crooked cops, a sleazy deputy mayor, and various criminals, all in the process of clearing their names. Along the way, they end up bringing a hooker (Pamela Anderson) onto their team, and they both have sex with her before the movie is over. |
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In the course of the
movie, Keith and his team have to shoot about 50 guys, including
Western-style gunfights in the New Orleans streets, where both good
guys and bad blast away, oblivious to bystanders. There are also
gunfights in speeding cars, speeding airboats, crowded strip joints,
and I don't know what else. There's even a bad guy devoured by an
alligator.
I think you can determine from the description that it is a grade-b action film. Judging from the 4:3 aspect ratio, I'd guess it went straight to video. It isn't a good movie, of course, but it's better than it sounds, and a lot more fun than implied by that awful rating at IMDb. Although the IMDb score is not unfair, because the plot and action scenes are absolutely implausible in about every imaginable way, the film doesn't take itself seriously, so the silly plot doesn't seem all that important. It is a bad movie which knows it is bad, and tries to provide a few laughs and cheap thrills and sexual titillation along the way. |
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