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Summary: Less action, better story!
Review: Steven Segal is great in this movie, but you can buy this movie at Wal Mart for 5.88 on DVD not 14.98 Amazons price. FRED
Rating: 
Summary: Fire Down Below
Review: Steven Segal is great in this movie, but you can buy this movie at Wal Mart for 5.88 on DVD not 14.98 Amazons price. FRED
Rating: 
Summary: One of his best
Review: Stunning picture quality & sound. This is definitely Seagals best film for some time. The (excellent) fight scenes make loads more sense in widescreen. By the way this is an ANAMORPHIC widescreen print of the film.
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Summary: A rather boring Seagal movie
Review: There is hardly any action in this movie. And for a Steven Seagal movie such a crime is, quite frankly, unforgivable. Although he does try to stretch his range and attempt a little bit of light love scenes with Marg Helgenberger's character...Something I find VERY, VERY unrealistic about this film is the fact that Seagal walks around, in the intense heat of the deep south, in a large leather jacket that is fully fastened all the way up. Not only would anyone in real life MELT in such a garment it would also severely limit their physical dexterity... The plot is basically identical to On Deadly Ground. Some balony about Seagal not liking Kris Kristopherson (doing the same role as Michael Cane) dumping nuclear waste in old mines...but hey it has to be dumped somewhere and dump this movie with it. For hardcore Seagal fans only. The DVD is in pretty cool Dolby 5.1 and is anamorphically enhanced at 1.78:1 instead of the theatrical 1.85:1.
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Summary: This film stinks!
Review: This film is not worth the tape it's magnetically encoded onto! Avoid at all costs! (Even worse than On Deadly Ground) Three thumbs down!!
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Summary: Action Packed
Review: This is one of Stephen Seagal's best film since Under Siege because I like the way he gets the bad guys, breaking their noses, arms and other bones...etc. It's a great movie I would recommend this movie to anyone who likes bone crunching, nose breaking film then this one is for you.
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Summary: Bad, even for Seagal
Review: This is the worst Seagal movie I have seen, and just an awful action movie over all. There's nothing new about it (especially compared to his 1994 On Deadly Ground) and the action is slow and cheap. Don't waste money on this .
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Summary: This movie is one of Segal's best next to Under Siege!
Review: This movie rocks. If you have DVD and you love Segal, buy this! It sounds great. Look for the scene with Segal and an 18-wheeler.
Rating: 
Summary: Way, way down below
Review: With Fire Down Below you can start the speculation of whether Seagal is fatter now or then. This movie was such a bomb that Seagal didn't appear in theaters for some time after (save for a beefy cameo in My Giant, a bomb in its own right). What happened to Seagal? Instead of sticking to what he did best, he freed himself from Warner Bros. in order to focus on more character driven films with a positive message. Once again we find him trying to save the environment as he plays Jack Taggart, some kind of environmental agent with a shadowy past who comes to Kentucky to investigate toxic dumping by business mogul Kris Kristofferson. Seagal also parades around the steamy hot Kentucky landscape clad in massive leather coats to hide the fact that he's enormous. In one scene, he sports a black leather coat with pink and yellow stripes. Nuff said. It's not clear if Seagal is having fun or if he's trying to do something new or what. One thing is clear: he's fat, and that's just a no-no for an action star. The point of a Seagal film is to watch him beat the crap out of idiots dumb enough to think they can take him on. However, once again this film is lacking severely in that department. Further embarrassing himself, Seagal resorts to awful jump cuts and fast motion in order to pull off stunts he used to handle with ease back in the slimmer days of the early 90s. Once again, his money move is the shot to the crotch, including one creative bit where he kicks someone's leg so hard that it forces the guy to kick another hapless stooge where it counts. Ouch. He displays ridiculous marksmanship. He runs out of an exploding mine, not evoking images of Indiana Jones outrunning a boulder but rather a fat man chasing a Big Mac. He even has a, choke, gasp, romantic subplot involving a mentally disturbed mountain woman played by cutie Marg Helgenberger. As if testing audiences, this film introduced us fully to the Seagal country music angle that has mystified me more than all of his Zen mumbo jumbo over the years. He plucks a guitar with glee, he sings and plays on half the soundtrack. Then he busts out lines about soothing ointments to help the villain through those tough times in prison with his new cellmate. We even get Harry Dean Stanton as the village idiot. What is going on here? At the time, this was Seagal's worst film, in my opinion. However, he has gone beyond the call of duty with later efforts such as Half Past Dead and his personal nadir, Ticker. Seagal actually snapped out of his cheesecake stupor long enough to make Exit Wounds in 2001 (where a trimmer, ponytail less Steve returned to bankability). However, he tore that all up with the aforementioned turkeys and is now stuck in a straight to DVD limbo along with that other action has-been, Jean-Claude Van Damme. This film is flat out bizarre. Recommended only for Seagal addicts, or connoisseurs of awful films.
Rating:
Summary: Way, way down below
Review: With Fire Down Below you can start the speculation of whether Seagal is fatter now or then. This movie was such a bomb that Seagal didn't appear in theaters for some time after (save for a beefy cameo in My Giant, a bomb in its own right). What happened to Seagal? Instead of sticking to what he did best, he freed himself from Warner Bros. in order to focus on more character driven films with a positive message. Once again we find him trying to save the environment as he plays Jack Taggart, some kind of environmental agent with a shadowy past who comes to Kentucky to investigate toxic dumping by business mogul Kris Kristofferson. Seagal also parades around the steamy hot Kentucky landscape clad in massive leather coats to hide the fact that he's enormous. In one scene, he sports a black leather coat with pink and yellow stripes. Nuff said. It's not clear if Seagal is having fun or if he's trying to do something new or what. One thing is clear: he's fat, and that's just a no-no for an action star. The point of a Seagal film is to watch him beat the crap out of idiots dumb enough to think they can take him on. However, once again this film is lacking severely in that department. Further embarrassing himself, Seagal resorts to awful jump cuts and fast motion in order to pull off stunts he used to handle with ease back in the slimmer days of the early 90s. Once again, his money move is the shot to the crotch, including one creative bit where he kicks someone's leg so hard that it forces the guy to kick another hapless stooge where it counts. Ouch. He displays ridiculous marksmanship. He runs out of an exploding mine, not evoking images of Indiana Jones outrunning a boulder but rather a fat man chasing a Big Mac. He even has a, choke, gasp, romantic subplot involving a mentally disturbed mountain woman played by cutie Marg Helgenberger. As if testing audiences, this film introduced us fully to the Seagal country music angle that has mystified me more than all of his Zen mumbo jumbo over the years. He plucks a guitar with glee, he sings and plays on half the soundtrack. Then he busts out lines about soothing ointments to help the villain through those tough times in prison with his new cellmate. We even get Harry Dean Stanton as the village idiot. What is going on here? At the time, this was Seagal's worst film, in my opinion. However, he has gone beyond the call of duty with later efforts such as Half Past Dead and his personal nadir, Ticker. Seagal actually snapped out of his cheesecake stupor long enough to make Exit Wounds in 2001 (where a trimmer, ponytail less Steve returned to bankability). However, he tore that all up with the aforementioned turkeys and is now stuck in a straight to DVD limbo along with that other action has-been, Jean-Claude Van Damme. This film is flat out bizarre. Recommended only for Seagal addicts, or connoisseurs of awful films.
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