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Expect No Mercy
(1995)
Director: Zale Dalen
Cast: Billy Blanks, Jalal Merhi, Wolf Larson
Seems that even after 30 or so years of Canadian content rules, Canadian
TV stations are still struggling to find enough "certifiably Canadian"
content to broadcast. This probably explains why the Canadian movie Expect
No Mercy was broadcast in my area on two separate television stations
in my area in one week. It also seems that Canadian TV stations are still
struggling to find enough "certifiably Canadian" content that people will
actually watch. This probably explains why both of these television stations
broadcast Expect No Mercy between midnight and dawn, instead
of during prime time.
Like Lethal Tender, Expect
No Mercy is a Canadian movie (also by the Alliance/Atlantis owned
Le Monde) disguised as an American movie, with enough American actors to
make it sellable world-wide, and with enough Canadian cast/crew to qualify
for the label "certifiably Canadian" for Canadian TV needing to fill a
quota. Now, I don't object when a Canadian movie does this (because, face
it, distinctly Canadian movies have a bad rap), but I do object when the
"poverty-stricken" makers of such profitable movies claim they are working
for Canadian culture, so give us more government money please. My biggest
object, though, is when one of these movies is bad. I wish all that
explanation revealed in the first paragraph would extend to the narrative
of this movie, because
Expect No Mercy is an incoherent,
as well as a sloppily made, mess.
How do I hate thee? Let me name the ways. First, the required plot description,
though I have the problem of hardly being able to understood Expect
No Mercy's plot. Seems there's this murderous megalomaniac by the
name of Warbeck (Larson) who runs this complex that is part VR center and
part martial arts school. In his spare time, he runs his own hitman squad,
which he controls from his desk via a satellite/computer system, and remote
cameras. This leads to a supposedly spectacular credits sequence where
the computer screen displays mid '80s computer graphics from a P.O.V. shot
weaving through the city streets, into the country, and to the home of
the target. Warbeck must have a 386 processor, for it would seem that a
regular computer would be so fast, it would show the destination immediately
onscreen.
Warbeck's mischief hasn't gone unnoticed, for the F.B.I. has a witness
in protective custody - though what the witness knows about Warbeck, or
his relationship with Warbeck, never is properly explained. So, Warbeck
gets arrested, because the F.B.I. has what they need, and the movie ends,
right? Nope. Though the F.B.I. has the evidence they need, I guess they
want to be extra sure, for they approach Justin (Blanks), a martial
arts trainer who works for them. Justin agrees to go undercover and join
the school - even though the F.B.I. already as another guy, Eric (Merhi),
in the complex. Meanwhile, Warbeck (who has the requisite long blond hair
and black clothing) makes his requisite balcony speeches to his students,
and Justin and Eric stay undercover, taking time to get into a scrap with
some smartass students in the complex's cafeteria (consisted of a room
full of a few tables, chairs, and two tables with a bowl of fruit salad),
and fight computer generated opponents, which are programmed to deliver
actual pain to students hooked up to the machines.
These scenes are among the worst in this already bad movie. The computer
generated background sequences are extremely unspectacular, and the combatants
(computer and human) have bright, shiny halos around them. The color scheme
is consisted of gaudy, nausea inducing colors. And there's a basic flaw
in the idea of fighting opponents only in one's mind; there's no tension.
The opponents aren't real, so we don't feel excitement, or feel fear about
the stereotypical opponents (gang member, samurai, etc.) the computer generates.
As well, shots showing the students wearing the VR headgear and punching
and kicking into nothing are unintentionally funny.
When the lead actors step out of the VR chambers and start to rip-off
Enter
The Dragon's climax, it isn't any better. The fight scenes look
like they might have been good with the right director and editor, but
this movie didn't get such people. We get sudden cuts to a close-up of
a kick to the head, instead of seeing the more spectacular way by showing
the entire fighter doing all of the move. Sometimes the camera does move
back, but it's frequently too far away, so that its possible for stunt
doubles to be the ones actually fighting. Blanks and Merhi may actually
be fighting in those sequences, but it's unfortunately clear they are the
ones doing the acting. Merhi is the worst of the two, unable to
shake an accent that makes his serious dialogue sound ridiculous. Blanks
is only better than Merhi, because he has undeniable screen presence. He
has done acceptable work in other movies (check out King of the Kickboxers),
but here he is playing a character that does almost nothing to advance
his story or strengthen his character.
The stupidity doesn't end here; there are countless ridiculous scenes,
though seldom in a so-bad-its funny manner. When Justin first arrives at
the complex, he immediately unzips his jacket (exposing his naked chest)
before he actually enters the building. When our heroes are captured, and
forced to fight endless computer generated opponents, it never occurs to
them to walk out of the VR field. Characters get the crap beaten out of
them to the extreme, but regain their strength to fight back seconds later.
Do I have to go on?
There were only two things in Expect No Mercy
that really
interested me. One was a scene near the end, where Billy Blanks fights
a bad guy who is played by his real life brother, Michael. Not only can
this be considered a weird kind of sibling rivalry, this particular fight
sequence actually isn't badly done at all. The second thing was the movie's
close-captioning. You may not know this, but Canadian close-captioning
is frequently detailed to the extreme. It's interesting and amusing to
watch the captioning of a movie that takes the time to tell us that someone
[inhales] or that a there's a [rope creaking].
UPDATE: Tony Capulano sent this along:
"Interesting work but I have a couple of
points about Expect No Mercy and the
Canadian content references. In the review, it
is mentioned that Cdn content has been in effect
for 30 years or so. That reference is to Cdn
content on radio where these rules have been in
effect for that long. TV licences are quite
different. Also, a reference is made to this
movie airing twice in one week. Both broadcasts
were between midnight and 6AM. There are no Cdn
content "rules" that apply between midnight and
6AM so the networks/TV stations were airing the
movies at that time for their own reasons and
not in order to meet their content "quota". In
order for both stations to broadcast the same
movie, the stations are probably owned by the
same group. This group owns the broadcast
rights for this movie in Canada."
Thanks for the corrections, Tony. Though I'm
still sure pretty sure the group that bought the
movie were never seriously thinking it could
reach a wide audience, given that it (and a lot
of other Canadian movies) was broadcast after
midnight. I suspect that since many stations
also have to spend a minimum amount of money on
Canadian programming each year (as well as
having quotas forced on them), that some of this
money goes to cheaply buying the rights to these
movies, then dumping them after midnight (since
these bad movies wouldn't get as much ad revenue
as other programming.)
Check for availability on Amazon (VHS)
See also: Lethal
Tender, Back In
Action, Act Of War
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