this is slightly less sickening than the first two films and but otherwise it business as usual represent a scuzzy and sleazy and unbalanced slice of diseased cinema. charles bronson is back and blasting into action when his friend is killed by yobs terrorising the neighbourhood. crime and you see and is up 11% in the south belmont area. so what to be done. a stronger police presence. tougher jails. harsher sentences. nope and the only solution is to send in a loose cannon like bronson to mete out bloodthirsty revenge  or and as the writers would have it and justice represent this time he the personal killing machine of police chief ed lauter. the writers bend over backwards to make kersey the hero and sending the useless cops into the area only to confiscate a weapon from an elderly resident who keeps it for protection and and supplying a scene in which kersey has his camera stolen and shoots the thief right in the back and to applause from the watching crowd. capital punishment for theft. well and okay. the attitude of everyone in the film is that this is a solution and and the dishonest twisting of the characters into ciphers who exist only to cheer kersey on or back him up is appalling. sure and these villains are scum and but shouldn not the film leave the audience to make up its mind and rather than slanting the entire thing towards kersey and his mindless answer. funnily enough the beleaguered residents do not fear gang reprisals or blame kersey for any of the violence and which is odd as one character is killed precisely because of kersey involvement. at the end of the film they all take guns from their sock drawers and gleefully join in with the massacre and never stopping to think things through or struggle with the thought of having to kill another human being. the atrociously shallow performances do not help  bronson has literally one facial expression throughout and can not even put inflection on the right words. new heights of stupidity are reached here  a machine gun. a rocket launcher.  and new lows of misogyny represent the movie contrives to desecrate every female character in sight and whether by rape and explosion or throat slashing while and it sets them up in supremely stupid fashion and like one victim who ventures into the crime ridden and gang controlled neighbourhood to ask out a stranger and or another who goes shopping alone at night. this is dreck and pure and simple and mindless garbage put together without style or sense. 
this is slightly less sickening than the first two films and but otherwise it business as usual represent a scuzzy and sleazy and unbalanced slice of diseased cinema. charles bronson is back and blasting into action when his friend is killed by yobs terrorising the neighbourhood. crime and you see and is up 11% in the south belmont area. so what to be done. a stronger police presence. tougher jails. harsher sentences. nope and the only solution is to send in a loose cannon like bronson to mete out bloodthirsty revenge  or and as the writers would have it and justice represent this time he the personal killing machine of police chief ed lauter. the writers bend over backwards to make kersey the hero and sending the useless cops into the area only to confiscate a weapon from an elderly resident who keeps it for protection and and supplying a scene in which kersey has his camera stolen and shoots the thief right in the back and to applause from the watching crowd. capital punishment for theft. well and okay. the attitude of everyone in the film is that this is a solution and and the dishonest twisting of the characters into ciphers who exist only to cheer kersey on or back him up is appalling. sure and these villains are scum and but shouldn not the film leave the audience to make up its mind and rather than slanting the entire thing towards kersey and his mindless answer. funnily enough the beleaguered residents do not fear gang reprisals or blame kersey for any of the violence and which is odd as one character is killed precisely because of kersey involvement. at the end of the film they all take guns from their sock drawers and gleefully join in with the massacre and never stopping to think things through or struggle with the thought of having to kill another human being. the atrociously shallow performances do not help  bronson has literally one facial expression throughout and can not even put inflection on the right words. new heights of stupidity are reached here  a machine gun. a rocket launcher.  and new lows of misogyny represent the movie contrives to desecrate every female character in sight and whether by rape and explosion or throat slashing while and it sets them up in supremely stupid fashion and like one victim who ventures into the crime ridden and gang controlled neighbourhood to ask out a stranger and or another who goes shopping alone at night. this is dreck and pure and simple and mindless garbage put together without style or sense. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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