I really like Bronson's movies,the Stone face is great in action and is very bad with the crooks,now includes a new kind... women...which was framed by one them,funny too when he notice that the partners cop who didn't like him looks like gays...today probably such things should be politically incorrect,but in 1986 was cool...the chemistry between Bronson and Wilhoite works a lot...anyway the movie is plenty watchable the trio Bronson/Thompson/Golan Globus was in great shape!!! Resume: First watch: 1988 / How many: 3 / Source: TV-DVD / Rating: 7

Bronson plays the typical alcoholic cop chasing a crazed killer. He has unexpected company when a young lass becomes involved with him when she steals his car, and they somehow bond and work together to catch the criminal. She constantly batters him with insults ("butt crust"), which are hilarious and numerous. This one stands out as one of my all time favorite Charles Bronson films..Besides the foul language, there is nudity and gore which I did not think added anything to the story, but helped get the R rating I believe the filmmakers were aiming for. Take all that away, and you have an excellent and suspenseful movie. You have a cop falsely accused of murder handcuffed to a young female thief who tried to rob from him earlier. The result is a relationship that makes one wonder if it is more of a September-may romance or a father-daughter relationship.Overall rating: 7 out of 10.

Murphys Law is a tight, action packed, psychological adventure, thriller. There, I said it. It's one of his better vehicles. I love adventure thrillers like this, and it's revenge theme is a bonus. Settling an old score, psycho killer (Snodgress), who's escaped from the looney bun, sets up Bronson good, only having him escape, handcuffed to a reluctant foul mouthed prisoner (the great versatile character actress, Kathleen Wilhoitte) where they escape in a helicopter off the top off the police building then crash into a barn, occupied by druggie bikers. I'll just let you see how Bronson handles this one. Wilhoitte's insults deserves recognition for their originality. Soon the two become pals, where she assists him in tracking down the SOB responsible for killing his wife, then framing him. One suspect, a gangster, who Bronson cautions, with his own brand of Murphy's Law, after he made threats towards him, is literally caught with his pants down down. If you love watching Bronson do what he does best, just add this better title to the list. Murphy, a bit of a boozer too, doesn't like other cops insulting his wife either.

Burnt-out Los Angeles cop (the kind who hides a flask of whiskey in his jacket pocket) is framed for the murders of his estranged wife and her escort; he assumes the hit was ordered by a local mafioso, but the killer is actually a female psychopath whom the cop sent up the river ten years ago and is now exacting her revenge. Better-produced than most of the Golan-Globus action-programmers of the 1980s, and star Charles Bronson is surprisingly energetic throughout, but this is otherwise pretty sleazy stuff. The illogical situations and unconvincing police scenario aside, Gail Morgan Hickman's screenplay is full of embarrassing, Z-grade dialogue (with an emphasis on homophobic slurs and bodily functions) which must have shamed veteran movie director J. Lee Thompson. An unusually strong supporting cast makes it tolerable, and the location for the film's final showdown is an interesting one. *1/2 from ****