Fred Olen Ray must be one of the most prolific directors working today, although of course quantity is not synonymous with quality. He has always worked with small, in some cases very small, budgets, but in his earlier years he used to creatively circle around his budgetary limitations; in more recent years, he seems to have lost much of his creativity and he just shoots every film with rapid speed to be done with it and move on to the next one ("Solar Destruction" is one of the five (!) he made in 2008). Not able to afford much more than a few flickering light bulbs to depict "global chaos" (plus a terribly fake-looking digital "train crash" at the beginning), Ray fills most of this movie with talk talk talk, with his humorous touch spotted only in a couple of lines, like an Asian chauffeur's "I don't fight, man. I just drive!". Michelle Clunie does kick some ass and does look like she works out regularly; her teenage son can get on your nerves, though. *1/2 out of 4.

I 've watched this film on TV. I saw it because it was nice and have lot of action. BUT many things made the film awful.Why? Lots of bad scenes with bad sense of humor.How can you laugh when a criminal has a pistol on your face?How 2 women can fight with hands against 2 trained guards with guns.And the worst point? A woman hit someone on his head with her bag and start running.And the guy with the weapon begun to search her and he was covered behind walls and cars at an open garage !!! What he expected ? The woman to shot him from long distance with her bag? Come on dude.Lets be serious.He act like someone hide with AK-47 (kalasnikof) and the only enemy was a mature female teacher with her business bag.The only good thing that kept my interesting was the actress Michelle Clunie. She was awesome. :-)

This movie has some terrible lesbian stereotypes! Michelle Clunie from Queer as Folk plays a lesbian who is great at hand-to-hand combat while saving the world. But any evil man who stands in her way gets kicked in the nuts. Sometimes she goes easy on them and just knees them in the nuts. In any case, Clunie leaves a trail of big, burly men holding their crotches and whimpering in pain. At the end of the movie, we discover that Clunie cannot bake cookies with nuts. So we leave this movie with the impression that lesbians think that nuts are for kicking, not for cooking. Hopefully this is not the beginning of a new genre of Dykesploitation movies!