24 January 2014 | Darkling_Zeist
the appealing triumvirate of Merli, Milian and Saxon deliver euro crme gold!
Gonzoid Euro-crime with the appealing triumvirate of Merli, Milian and Saxon; with so much scene chewing testosterone on display it's a blessed wonder that any celluloid remained for the final print. Saxon plays the boorish crim, Frank Di Maggio with charismatic muscularity, and there really can be only one avenging, fists first, thug-baiting copper up to the task of carving a crimson swathe of justice through the iniquitous backstreets of Rome, and that man is the icon of hep-cat poliziotto cool; an uber geezer with a mustache fashioned out of living granite; ladies and germs
give it up for, Maurizio Merli, the protean arch nemesis to douchebags, young and old, large, or small, bearded, or shaved. You cross that line on Merli's watch and you go home in a blood spattered, zip lock tuxedo! The swarthy, and perpetually balding, Saxon bites off more than he can chew, and ends up choking on a fist-sized, broken-jawed mound of Maurizio Merli! 'The cynic, the rat & the fist' isn't the greatest Merli/Lenzi pairing, but it's damn close, cupcake! And that means one thing