A film of two halves. The first half is decent, while the second half is laborious. What starts off like a cheap, but mildly amusing Rambo knock-off eventuates into a stodgy gung-ho revolutionary action piece. A laid back John Savage was agreeable in the lead. Very resourceful and looked cool in his black shades. Outside of Savage, no one else made much of an impression.

Frank Morgan is a dishonourably discharged Vietnam War veteran who heads back to his home town to be welcomed by local hostility. While there he meets a woman who asks for his help to fly a plane of cargo to a small island, but he turns it down. However he takes up the offer when he gets himself into some trouble with the towns folk.

For most part it's rather clumsy, murky and hackneyed low-rent action exploitation. What starts rather careful and melancholy in exploring its protagonist with some thoughtful additions, trumps its down-played nature and personal war set-up to go out in full assault with ragged and uninterestingly generic results. It just too limited and it shows where everything soon becomes bland and repetitive filler with a wishy washy romance sub-plot. It's a film which seems to get caught up in two minds; does it want to be fun and senseless or heavy-handed and serious with its approach to the meaningless of war. The two never to really gel here and it simply tanks it.