Charles Bronson is a cop trying to catch a serial killer with the reluctant help of a dyke he hates. Yeah, he uses that as an insult, but of course, he gradually grows fond of her.

There's a bit of a clusterfuck aspect going on in which the killer is doing their own thing, but the cops are also trying to catch Bronson, accused of some wrongdoing or another.

What I liked about it is that it was mean-spirited. They killed without discrimination here. The movie is comparable to 10 to Midnight, also directed by frequent Bronson collaborator J. Lee Thompson. Pretty interesting filmography from that guy.

Charles Bronson is the coolest. I should make him my avatar.