![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmK01iVEodBPMWh5AqBQnwn0DvUcZ6scKwOqNRgxuF6qavwrrkYP5ofQkZLzmeJnMVB7IIaffLt24gN4mK8HErk-rJNmiqHkUhGaYLHqoKMWbpG_ve1ABWDuC9SZx9ukLs4TpE7lH3jsc/s400/11809.jpg)
Director: Michael Winner
Starring: Charles Bronson, Deborah Raffin, Ed Lauter, Martin Balsam, Gavan O'Herlihy
More info: IMDb
Tagline: If He Can't Find Justice ... He'll Make His Own!
Plot: Architect/vigilante Paul Kersey arrives back in New York City and is forcibly recruited by a crooked police detective to fight street crime caused by a large gang terrorizing the neighborhoods.
My rating: 7.5/10
Will I watch it again? YES!
Bronson = Badass! He doesn't say much...he doesn't have to.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLtPczjf0DxGX45h_R5OUQlKeVMmYT9K9o12f6wk_qHQchD35A-plZvxynvKosCBFi815J_laWin3GK0sy-oLdsFBz8f3fpi7lj5UtywXi5mEuOCInuYPvM_Q3wEe7olfbfXT_PF2HEE8/s280/vlcsnap-00002.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyYnepcbdsrP4dULglydPbakEGiLdFPlvboyvnEuQK5ZzmxnOdmelaYaPWkYtZ1bX_ncLAZrlYgDCuzqk6b-KMnnwp90a-R_Wv2pnSa_a3_amKNDupmyrew7M9HRZd_jrrSfSUYSQtOng/s280/vlcsnap-00003.jpg)
This time they've thrown logic out the window and because we all know what Bronson's current purpose in life is, we accept that he's a badass killing mother fucker and he doesn't need much of an excuse to keep doing what he does best - wasting punks that don't deserve to breathe. Say, that reminds me, why is it Hollywood insists that inner city gangs look like lame-ass rejects from a failed Broadway musical? Huh? Someone explain that one to me 'cause I gotsta know!
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-hruLZnXgWM7BXztXPqMO5AHgolezWX84oNtF0oapVpqcUn7znuzBZBfPbwKkBCv2gIDioydKjPnWtiEC-0zsUsGBd9hgTqjyMx01xRcwYJIM12DxZZo4s4761aMClVR_H0t4tcJqy4/s280/vlcsnap-00006.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzjLOx69un7uBnestK_3oeZp7WwVZKvBD3-BlzJ1U7C3B-RDivhF27Asg3KNp5C0olMyFnla0g609AHGzcopvXKxvZq_30YquY2d6_DTT0NylG8vkIaYkl7AvgIkGFLdmz68x8J_unkvk/s280/vlcsnap-00007.jpg)
Regardless, Bronson fucks their shit up and good. I love how he gets a rocket launcher through the mail. Classic. He's in one man army mode and no one slips through his manly fingers. This is great exploitation they way it should be.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjexbXGMOTnkoBAeFuwooV7YXRx4ogT3E8V0cVWTfBfXDqThrG-KyKFx0oLnCbYU8s_yzDZyqbcWjvc5JkwtZe8GCKR-BwGw-CmWfDugZ7FIjsR8tV06j6kHWlcEQFvR3D7sNF_FDzPxq8/s280/vlcsnap-00010.jpg)
All I ask in these flicks is what they delivered - a badass lead, a flimsy excuse for a plot, some nudity and lots of bloodshed. While DEATH WISH 3 departs a little from its predecesors, it does exactly what you want and expect from a Bronson film of this era - it delivers the goods.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwRns-dltyAbrY3ZalqDv2vOeI7gShypEK6o1Fyp29uHrJK3SghRT_3HQi2f-Gxbde6JUT7v3lfDstNCfB5WI4BxwGxS1JAFYnua9verU3BEjplPNAbflH5OxTJ7Bgd0hMLSRDZN0WocI/s400/death_wish_three.jpg)
No comments:
Post a Comment