Released in 1991, Night of the Warrior featured Kathleen Kinmont as Katherine Pierce. So she plays a different form of Kath in this movie. Also featured Ken Foree who earlier in 1986 had been in From Beyond which starred Kathleen's Fraternity Vacation co-star Barbara Crampton. A nice lovely scene of Kathleen as Katherine in the shower and she looked lovely in that towel afterwards. The photographic shot of Katherine is just as lovely as her scene in Fraternity Vacation when the already topless Kathleen took off her panty. Incidentally the house that Katherine lived in is the same one that the Halliwell sisters lived in, in Charmed. The shot of Kathleen in the last scene was very lovely. Not a bad premise about illegal fighting and debts.

Miles Keane (Lamas) is a motorcycle-riding smart-ass bad-ass who is an amateur photographer. He owns a club with his mother. He has to pay back a loan to gangster Lynch (Geary). In order to pay back the loan, rather than use money, he is forced to fight in, of course, underground punchfighting tournaments. After years of scrapping, Miles walks away from Lynch. For the next 45 minutes, he takes pictures of bums, falls in love with waitress Katherine (his real-life wife Kinmont, of Final Impact fame), and tends to his kabuki strippers in his club. When Lynch beats up Miles' mom and kidnaps Katherine, Miles is forced to fight one last time. Will Miles be able to defeat Lynch and go back to a life of photographing bums and ride off into the sunset on his Harley with Katherine?Possibly a first in punchfighting movie history, in "Night of the Warrior", men "mud-fight", and bite each other like animals. When this isn't delighting the eye of the viewer, there are Body Rock-like dance sequences. Of course, there is a training sequence featuring Lamas alone meditating with candles.About Miles' fascination with bum photography, he claims in all earnestness, "I want to be inside them". Note he didn't say "their heads". There is an opera-singing bum meant to be comic relief, especially when he lets loose an operatic "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" On the subject of comic relief, there is Coco the chef, Katherine's uncle. He has a silly long mustache and he burns all the food. On the subject of photography, Lynch has his own headshot, which he gives to Mom to give to Miles to say Katherine has been kidnapped. Isn't that weird?Surprisingly, there is a sufficient lack of action here. There are really only two action scenes. Many of which feature Lamas karate-chopping people in the neck. As in Ring of Steel and Cobra, the climax occurs in a "steam factory". Apparently it's a great place to settle your disputes.If you appreciate the other films in Lamas' oeuvre, you will get a kick out of Night of the Warrior! For more insanity, please visit: comeuppancereviews.com

I've actually read some posts on various message boards saying that this is one of Lorenzo Lamas' good movies. The people who wrote that are either 1)joking, 2)extremely delusional or 3)Lorenzo Lamas himself. How it managed to obtain a 2.9/10 ranking is beyond me. It deserves nothing more than the 1/10 I so rightfully gave it. Why is that? When a movie is in the action/martial arts genre, you expect to see what? Do you know the right answer? Sadly, the people behind this movie didn't know it. (The answer is martial arts scenes/action scenes, btw.). Instead, we get a lot of pointless scenes from some very dark locations, an extremely slow plot development and I guess a lot of additional crap that I've already forgotten about. It's not as bad as Gladiator Cop, but it's close. VERY close.

Lamas plays stereotypical beefcake complete with bike and leathers riding about and beating people up, determined to shake off his illegal bare knuckle battles now that his debts are paid off yet the bleeding hoodlums who run the racket won't let him be. He's wanted for one last brawl, yet upon his refusal, the meanies get mean and start to terrorise the poor chap, torn between his life and his loyalty to others. A pointless B-movie with arthouse credentials, the film is more pretentious than classy, and a complete waste of time even if there is nothing else on.