My review was written in June 1990 after watching the movie on Southgate Entertainment video cassette.
"Omega Cop" takes the police genre into sci-fi realms in an okay programmer released direct to video stores.
Martial arts expert Ron Marchini toplines as the stoic future cop John Travis (pic's shooting title was "John Travis -Solar Survivor"). Out on a mission to capture slave traders who hold open-air auctions of women, Marchini bulls his way through this modest vehicle with the running gag of beauties gravitating toward him. It's squeaky clean, however, with no nude scenes included.
First femme to fall into Marchini's orbit is blonde Lena, followed by Troy Donahue's brunette daughter Jennifer Jostyn. Finally, Chrysti Jimenez joins his little band, trekking back to a protective bunker manned by Adam West to seek refuge from marauding scavengers (called scavs).
Unfortunately, the bunker is running low on air and food. Rather hopeless situation is resolved unconvincingly with a sudden happy ending of Marchini and the gals swimming in a pristine lake.
Other than very poor makeup (when guest star Stuart Whitman i dying from exposure to the sun it looks as if his face is merely smudged with charcoal), film is technically okay.
"Omega Cop" takes the police genre into sci-fi realms in an okay programmer released direct to video stores.
Martial arts expert Ron Marchini toplines as the stoic future cop John Travis (pic's shooting title was "John Travis -Solar Survivor"). Out on a mission to capture slave traders who hold open-air auctions of women, Marchini bulls his way through this modest vehicle with the running gag of beauties gravitating toward him. It's squeaky clean, however, with no nude scenes included.
First femme to fall into Marchini's orbit is blonde Lena, followed by Troy Donahue's brunette daughter Jennifer Jostyn. Finally, Chrysti Jimenez joins his little band, trekking back to a protective bunker manned by Adam West to seek refuge from marauding scavengers (called scavs).
Unfortunately, the bunker is running low on air and food. Rather hopeless situation is resolved unconvincingly with a sudden happy ending of Marchini and the gals swimming in a pristine lake.
Other than very poor makeup (when guest star Stuart Whitman i dying from exposure to the sun it looks as if his face is merely smudged with charcoal), film is technically okay.