Only one witness left to testify against Rosewald (Patrick McCullough) and that is Finely (Bernard Kirby) an over weight accountant with all the stereotypes. There is only one man who can safely bring him to LA to testify and that is Jesse Crowder (Fred Williamson) expert in slow motion martial arts, avoiding bullets, and not much of an auto mechanic.
The whole idea was unconvincing. Bad guys are waiting for the duel about every 100 feet or so of the journey.
Bad VHS to DVD transfer. Available on multi-packs. Maybe the worst Fred Williamson film out there.
Guide: No swearing or nudity. Blurred sex.
Death Journey
1976
Action / Crime / Drama
Death Journey
1976
Action / Crime / Drama
Keywords: blaxploitationblaxploitation cinema
Plot summary
Fearful that their star witness might be murdered, two attorneys hire a protector to bring him from Los Angeles to New York. Jesse Crowder (Fred Williamson) is a no-nonsense tough guy. He buddies up with the witness, an accountant, and they hit the road. Outwitting their foes means taking all manner of conveyance, including automobile, train, and airplane. At every turn, Crowder and the witness face a variety of attacks, including gunfire and knife-wielding villains. At ease with the ladies, Crowder manages the entire journey with shirt unbuttoned and stogie clenched firmly in his teeth.
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Movie Reviews
Do It Any Way You Wanna
Ego-booster for Fred Williamson
5 minutes into the film: Fred Williamson's character, an ex-cop, is described by two other guys as "a man who doesn't play by the rules, but gets the job done" (does that remind you of anyone?).
10 minutes into the film: Fred beds his first woman.
15 minutes into the film: Another woman sees Fred naked and stares appreciatively at his "thing". He beds her too.
In the rest of the film, Fred beds two more women, gets hired to protect a stupid fat guy and is pursued by a lot of slow-witted, harmless villains whom he easily beats or kills. Throughout this "death journey", he wears the same black shirt, which is constantly unbuttoned, so as to give everyone a good look at his fit body.
Fred may be a lot of things, including "cool", but a convincing fighter he is not. The fight scenes are clumsy and the shootout scenes are laughable. The budget is so low that the film can't even show a car or a house explosion! All the supporting actors are so awful that it's hard to believe any of them ever worked in another film. (*1/2)
Midnight Run on a Shoestring Budget
Starting in the mid-1970s, Fred Williamson's directing efforts were hit or miss for his own production company Po' Boy Productions, but this film is watchable enough as Williamson plays Jesse Crowder, an ex-loose cannon cop who now works as a private eye. Crowder is assigned to bring overweight comic relief accountant Finley (Bernard Kuby) from Los Angeles to New York in 48 hours. His former superiors, however, are betting that Crowder can't handle the job, but he's out to prove them wrong.
Unfortunately, from the minute he and Finley leave the city, they are relentlessly pursued by a slew of hit men in a series of car chases, fights, and shootouts. Though the editing drags on as some sequences seem to last forever, it does come off as an enjoyable action flick. Williamson would reprise the Jesse Crowder character in other films after this.