In addition to being a bounty hunter Randall is also a former secret agent. I think he was with the CIA, but it isn’t exactly clear. What I do know is this group uses Gold’s Gym as a front for its office in L.A. I’m not sure why they didn’t pick a more low-key location, but strategic planning doesn’t seem their strong suit anyway. Years ago Randall left the agency, having grown tired of “walking around with a bull’s-eye on [his] forehead.”

Mad Arab™ and Super-Terrorist™ Malak Al Rahim (Gene Simmons) sneaks into the U.S. and his first order of business is blowing up a crowded movie theater. A movie theater showing Rambo, to be precise. I think this is supposed to be some sort of joke, but I can’t tell how exactly it’s funny.

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The Feds beg Randall to come back for one last job, and blah blah blah blah blah… Do I even need to bother? Stuff explodes, there are gunfights and car chases and lots of people die. 

Anyway, Al Rahim is planning to next blow up a chemical plant, and thereby release enough toxic gas to wipe out 50,000 Angelinos. Why is he doing this? Who knows? The film never bothers to explain his motivations. The fact he’s an Arab should be reason enough for the audience to know he’s evil.

Every Arab in this movie is either a terrorist or a collaborator. And when they’re not being portrayed as bloodthirsty sadists, they’re being tortured and killed by the film’s heroes. Almost invariably these moments are played for laughs. And when Gene Simmons finally gets his head blown off at the film’s climax, what should be a joyous moment is spoiled by the racist tone that pervades the 100 minutes preceding it.