Well, it appears as if Dolph hasn't thrown in the acting towel yet. I suspect, much like other has-been action-heroes such as Seagal and Norris, that he is intending to carry on with these pale and low budget imitations of other, more successful movies, until he goes toes-up.
Not that Direct Action is awful in the way that the last few Seagal films have been. It's pretty formulaic, but steady enough stuff. But just why do these people continue to make these sorts of films long after they have passed their prime? Why do they not accept that their time has gone and either go do something else, or if they must stay in film, at least try something more suitable? Who knows? Anyway, Direct Action is standard cop action fare. It is let down somewhat embarrassingly by the opening credits, which feature all the fight sequences and action stunts that you will later see again in the movie. I cannot explain why they thought this would be a good idea. Perhaps they thought that, by showing you the good bits first, it might encourage you to stay and sit through the whole film? Who can know. Anyway, what you see during the opening credits is what you get later on, so if you are on a tight schedule (or just plain can't stand to watch anymore) then you can leave at any time safe in the knowledge that you've seen all the fun parts.
Inexplicably, the worst acting of the film probably has to go to the chick who played Dolph's cop partner's wife. After the inevitable death of her husband, she shows no signs of the loss in subsequent scenes, instead being uniformly cheerful. I could be kind and suggest that these scenes were filmed first and that she hadn't read the script properly, thus not knowing her husband was supposed to have just died, but that would probably be giving the script way too much credit.
Anyway, the movie isn't great. Best to save it for a VERY rainy day when you don't have any paint to watch dry.
Not that Direct Action is awful in the way that the last few Seagal films have been. It's pretty formulaic, but steady enough stuff. But just why do these people continue to make these sorts of films long after they have passed their prime? Why do they not accept that their time has gone and either go do something else, or if they must stay in film, at least try something more suitable? Who knows? Anyway, Direct Action is standard cop action fare. It is let down somewhat embarrassingly by the opening credits, which feature all the fight sequences and action stunts that you will later see again in the movie. I cannot explain why they thought this would be a good idea. Perhaps they thought that, by showing you the good bits first, it might encourage you to stay and sit through the whole film? Who can know. Anyway, what you see during the opening credits is what you get later on, so if you are on a tight schedule (or just plain can't stand to watch anymore) then you can leave at any time safe in the knowledge that you've seen all the fun parts.
Inexplicably, the worst acting of the film probably has to go to the chick who played Dolph's cop partner's wife. After the inevitable death of her husband, she shows no signs of the loss in subsequent scenes, instead being uniformly cheerful. I could be kind and suggest that these scenes were filmed first and that she hadn't read the script properly, thus not knowing her husband was supposed to have just died, but that would probably be giving the script way too much credit.
Anyway, the movie isn't great. Best to save it for a VERY rainy day when you don't have any paint to watch dry.