A potentially good movie inside here struggling to get out - George Peppard and Michael Sarrazin are ideal, James Olson adds decent support, there's a strong location. But it's flatly directed, and scripted without energy. No pace, or atmosphere or suspense really. That sting-y Universal music. Feels like a TV movie.
It felt like a cheat that Peppard was a goodie - there's no really satisfying confrontation with Peppard and Sarrazin, Peppard is never in jeopardy, the relationship between Christine Belford (strikingly young here) and Sarrazin starts too late. It needed to be a chase film but everyone hangs around.
Shot in Vancouver.
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