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    With a subtitle of Yo Soy La Ley (I Am the Law) - a title it was re-released under a year later - the fourth Siete en la Mira film moves away from the gang on gang violence to just featuring two killing machines. Roberto "Flaco" Guzman (a man with more than 200 credits, mostly from the VHS era in which he poses with a revolver on the cover; he also directed 1989's Pánico en el bosque, a movie that ups the video box ante by having a woman with long white hair holding a machete in one hand and a man's severed head in the other) is Tulio Rodriguez, an absolutely ruthless murderer who teams up with Lorena Herrera's female assassin. Herrera was a model who won the famous "Look of the Year" content in Mexico, then became an actress in movies like this, Policía Secreto and Octagon and Mascara Sagrada in Fight to the Death before finding her way to being a pop singer and telenovela star.

    They're opposed by Jorge Reynoso (Siete En La Mira 2: La Furia De La Venganza) who is one of those tough Mexican guys who shrugs off multiple bullets and keeps on coming. Both the heroes and usually the main villains of these violent Mexican films are able to do as if they were Miguel Myers.

    This movie has some harrowing - and therefore entertaining - moments, like when a man about to be lynched has the stage beneath him destroyed piece by piece or when a child interrupts Tulio assaulting his mother and shoots him in the eye with a BB rifle. Tulio then shoots the mother - who he'd just been inside - once to drop her and then another time in the head before unloading an entire clip into her now dead body. There's also the sight of the short and somewhat chubby 56-year-old Guzman making sweet love to the 23-year-old Herrera who is quite literally a statuesque vision. Maybe there's hope for all of us.

    There's no hope for most of the people in this movie, because everyone gets shot repeatedly and that's the ones who were lucky. The end has the three leads exchanging gunfight before Tulio gets shot in every appendage, kind of like some wild Catholic saint painting that you'd stare at and wonder why religion often indulges in such bloodlust, all before he dies and falls directly into an already dug grave.

    Damián Acosta Esparza, who also made the third movie in this series, made El Violador Infernal, a movie that still makes my heart race, and thirty other movies with words like trágico, sangre, muerte and venganza in the title.