The greatest movie ever made..!

Entertaining from beginning to end, it maintains the spirit of the franchise while establishing it's own seal with a fun cast

One of those movie experiences that is so good it makes you realize you've been grading everything else on a curve.

After playing with our expectations, this turns out to be a very different sort of film.

Hollywood Cop (1987) Review: Well this is just a bad movie with many reasons. In one of the first scenes where we get to see the boss. Um it seems like he just reads(says) his lines instead of reacting what the other actors says. On the kidnap ransom letter it says where to go, but there is not a certain time set which makes no sense at all. The criminals in the movie doesn't even watch the kid they kidnap. Where he can easily escape and Hollywood Cop can just come in and get the kid. Smart huh? The fighting scenes in the movie is like what in the world is this? There are times where there is bad audio editing where you can hear them speak, but their lips are not moving at the time. There is also terrible acting I could not even like any of the characters cause of it. The only funny part is the character Animal where he just laughs randomly during scenes.Well this is what I went by on rating: 1 Good or bad sound editing. It was Bad time of where you can hear them speak, but no lips moving at same time. 2 Good or bad special effects. There were times it could been better. 3 Good or bad acting. Very Bad acting. 4 Able to see studio equipment (like Boom mics and so forth) Didn't notice any on this. 5 Good or bad Video editing. Seems OK. 6 Good or bad script. The script writing was boring and easily guessed on what was about to happen.

Hollywood Cop is the first of five American movies made by Iranian director Amir Shervan in the late 1980s and early 1990s. All of them are very cheap and unconvincing action thrillers that have gained something of a cult reputation thanks to their wooden acting, famous appearances, and general air of cheesiness that makes them entertaining viewing.This film is slightly underwhelming but contains elements of Shervan's later cult hits like SAMURAI COP. It's a bit tame and low rent compared to the director's other "hits". A renegade cop under the unlikely name of Turkey goes after a gang of kidnappers who have taken a little blond haired boy. The kidnappers are led by Jim Mitchum, who is really slumming it by appearing in this.Cameron Mitchell plays in support as a hard-nosed cop superior. The movie features episodic action scenes and Shervan's favoured shoot-outs in which the pistols sound like hand cannons. There's a rape scene in a hotel room and a lot of chasing around. The acting is as wooden as you'd expect and David Goss's lead character is a hoot. Aldo Ray and Troy Donahue also have small cameos. One sex scene utilises a wall mirror in the bedroom so you get double the amount of screen nudity - it's that type of exploitative approach.

Is it just me, or is this heap of s..t so favorably reviewed, it isn't funny. One thing this (movie-very sarcastic) truly is. This (film) sorry, s..t is so bad, it makes Kill point look good. Kill Point did have class, but I don't know what this film has. This is another write the script as you go movie, honestly. This film features, over washing a dog, a stable of classy broads, plus Cameron Mitchell, a lieutenant, going off at our Mcgyver looking type hero cop, Turk, who earns the title. Great frizzy hairdo by the way. And for script continuity, what we've got are prolonged scenes, some almost unnecessary, cutting away from the meat of the story, that will provide some lengthy snores. Here's as example of write as you go. A woman who's little boy, had been kidnapped, and held for ransom, is walking this L.A street, forlorn, explains her situation to a stranger who points to the Hollywood cop, who's happening by. Dialogue not exact but words to this effect:FRANTIC WOMANSomeone's taken my boy, I don't knowwhat to do.WOMAN STRANGERMay'be he can help. That's Joe Turk. He's a cop.FRANTIC WOMAN(relieved)Really.Yeah, really. That's what to expect from this. Some hot looking classy gals, and ones shirtless in panties is the upside of this trash, if written at a minutes notice. Jim Mitchum who plays a bad guy/uptown pimp, what have you, actually does a fine job here, where I had previously seen him in Trackdown, his character in that, playing at the good end of the scale. Some scenes are so embarrassingly funny, especially in an action sequence, where we cut back and forth a few times to a bedroom scene, of drunken angry sex- our henchman wanted to do it on the floor. So, if you're the undemanding viewer, it's pretty much it's your call. If you're the one with regrets, like me, surely, you know what the hell I'm talking about. This is a film so pathetic, I'd feel solely embarrassed watching it, or moronic. Why not just leaves the broads in, and do away with this rest.

A drought of inspiration that marks this sloppily made film will be followed by a deluge of revulsion from many who must overcome their better judgement in order to watch it through to its conclusion. The film opens as "Feliciano" (James Mitchum) and a group of his absurdly vulgar henchmen are engaged in planning their next criminal enterprise, kidnapping a small boy, an action intended to induce the lad's father to fork over six million dollars that he purportedly stole from this mini-mob. We then see Feliciano and his associates as they raid some sort of horse ranch upon which the targeted boy and his mother reside, therewith yanking the youngster from his mother's arms and slaughtering numerous ranch hands, using automatic weapons. The story then shifts to the mean streets of Hollywood, California, where a "rogue cop", Los Angeles Police Department Sergeant Turquoise (Turkey), played by David Goss, assigned to the Department's Hollywood Station, along with his somewhat more manageable partner "Jaguar" (Lincoln Kilpatrick), struggle manfully with the Forces of Evil, depicted against a less than authentic law enforcement procedural backdrop. In between ordering and eating a hot dog from a street vendor, Turkey and Jaguar attack and mow down a couple of rapists in the act, as it were, following which they run into who else but the kidnapped tot's mother, who has peculiarly been instructed by Feliciano to stroll along Hollywood Boulevard in an attempt at somehow locating her estranged husband (and, of course, the six million dollars). Following the traditional "Give me your badge, you're fired!" interim with Turkey's supervising Captain, performed with strident ineptitude by a once competent Cameron Mitchell, a relieved-of-duty Turkey grimly strives to rescue the kidnapped boy. This is a decision that requires him to be specially nimble, as the remainder of the film matches him in opposition to a particularly violent band of thugs armed with a broad range of weaponry. On the face of it, the film functions without a director, and with a screenplay that is probably a mere outline only, as only seldom does a scene offer a semblance of order. It is understandable that the cast may lack inspiration from this crude connection of sex and sadism, wherein entirely well-shaped characteristics cannot be found. A musical background is provided throughout the picture, unfortunate in the event, as it is a loud and boring piece, repeated endlessly, not stilled even when inappropriate, and never to be described as having specifically addressed any screen action. This low-budget affair had yet enough funding for deciding in favour of casting a large group of extras as ruthless (albeit incompetent) Feliciano goons, and also a surplus of nubile females who take any opportunity to aimlessly meander about. In a story wherein it would be difficult to determine which collection of antagonists is the more irresponsible, the camera-work adds little interest. The film's episodes are generally shot in the foothills of Hollywood and its environs. A basic requirement for any production is preparation, but this obviously was not foremost in the minds of this picture's creators, with a result being a pitiable effort that wants for intelligence as well as imagination.