Cheap American B-movie which descends into non-stop fisticuffs once it veers off-road and into the California outback. Director, writer and actor Paul Kyriazi takes a decent stab at showcasing an array of styles and cultures, albeit in a clumsy fashion. Everyone is fighting over the possession of a kidnapped Chinese girl. She has been stolen from her Chinatown home and bundled into a van by a brutish biker thug channeling Lee Marvin, orchestrated by a wild gang of sword-fighters with a personal vendetta against the girl’s family, and an all-female killer army who appear from the undergrowth like trapdoor ninja. Her family take to the hills to rescue her using an assortment of traditional Chinese weaponry – broadswords, spears, hook-knives and so on – with estranged father Curt (Bob Ramos) in tow, waving a katana. Eric Lee, whose character is called Eric, is the girl’s kung fu brother who ends up stripped to the waist by the end of the film, imitating Bruce Lee in a decent weapons duel with veteran performer Gerald Okamura. Lee is the most engaging member of the cast by a long way; the rest have seemingly been made up of extras coerced at the last minute.