The Stone Killer is everything you would expect from the pairing of star Charles Bronson and director Michael Winner. A violent, woodenly acted and convoluted actioner in which plot developments are hammered home with all the subtlety of a sledgehammer.
The storyline has Bronson as a disgraced cop who leaves his job in New York and moves to quieter pastures on the Californian coast. He picks up a junkie wanted on a murder charge, but whilst escorting him to jail the junkie is killed in a Mob style hit. As Bronson investigates the hit - and other killings like it - he begins to uncover preparations for a planned Mob massacre, to be staged by some ex-Vietnam veteran mercenaries.
This film was rubbish enough back in 1973. But, to add to its problems, it now looks embarrassingly dated, with fuzzy sound (typical of the seventies), laughable costumes, and a horrendous music score from Roy Budd.
The storyline has Bronson as a disgraced cop who leaves his job in New York and moves to quieter pastures on the Californian coast. He picks up a junkie wanted on a murder charge, but whilst escorting him to jail the junkie is killed in a Mob style hit. As Bronson investigates the hit - and other killings like it - he begins to uncover preparations for a planned Mob massacre, to be staged by some ex-Vietnam veteran mercenaries.
This film was rubbish enough back in 1973. But, to add to its problems, it now looks embarrassingly dated, with fuzzy sound (typical of the seventies), laughable costumes, and a horrendous music score from Roy Budd.