Brooke Bundy Movies

Hunter (Fred Dryer) is outraged when a 15-year-old boy dies of a respiratory ailment caused by the illegal dumping of toxic cyanide waste. He is equally outraged at the inevitability of the crooked chemical executive responsible for the tragedy getting off in court with a slap on the wrist. With the help of McCall (Stepfanie Kramer), Hunter hopes to nail the executive and his minions on a charge of second-degree murder--and thus places himself in the line of fire yet once more! ~ Hal Erickson, Rovi

This dreadfully unfunny horror-comedy is notable only for fans of Vic Tayback (Mel from TV's Alice), here in his final role as a goofy mortician who teams up with an even-goofier mad scientist (Frank Gorshin, doing a Boris Karloff impression for the length of the film) to concoct a method of reanimating cadavers, unwittingly financed by the local mob boss (Art Metrano). They are assisted in their work by the boss's nephews, sort of teenage versions of Burke & Hare (or is it Bill & Ted?), sent there to keep tabs on how their uncle's money is being spent. No prizes guessing whose corpse ends up rising from the slab to make them an offer they can't refuse. This could have been darkly-funny fare in more experienced hands; instead we're left with a film that's dead on arrival. ~ Cavett Binion, Rovi

This fourth trip down Freddy Lane was the most successful at the box-office, but although it has some impressive visuals, it is mostly an empty film. Credit must go to the effects team for some fine work, but otherwise, this entry from the director of Cutthroat Island (Renny Harlin) is extremely weak. Roland Kincaid falls asleep and awakens in the Springwood junkyard, where his dog -- named "Jason" in a sad foreshadowing of the film's giggly tone -- pees fire on Freddy's grave. The pyro-urinary baptism causes Krueger (Robert Englund) to reassemble from bones outward in an admittedly impressive sequence. Predictably, Freddy guts Kincaid, then appears in Joey's waterbed as a naked pinup girl (Hope-Marie Carlton) before slicing him to ribbons. And so it goes. The film has a few interesting ideas kicking around, but no real identification points. This is a video game, not a movie, and the characters seem to exist only in order to move the film from one effects sequence to another. There is a lot to be said for special effects, and the ones here are extraordinary and vivid. However, the wonderfully grim mood and subtle performances of Chuck Russell's outstanding third entry in the series are gone, abandoned by Harlin in favor of a splashy, comic book approach which would, unfortunately, dominate the series' later installments. ~ Robert Firsching, Rovi

The best of the Elm Street sequels, this creepy, surreal fantasy features terrific effects, a fine young cast, and an air of grim fatalism that sets it apart from its giggly successors. Patricia Arquette stars as Kristen, whose nightmare leads to a slashed wrist which looks suspiciously like a suicide attempt. She is placed in a hospital psychiatric ward with a group of six other troubled teens who all dream about the same horribly burned man (Robert Englund) trying to kill them. Perhaps the most unusual thing about this picture, however, is the unexpected depth of sadness running through it. There are some achingly sweet moments in this otherwise frightening film which, though not disruptive, are impossible to analyze. The first and most bizarre of these is Heather Langenkamp's entrance, which inexplicably causes most viewers to get misty-eyed, and there are several similar scenes throughout the film. One answer can be found in the sensitive direction of Chuck Russell, who emphasizes the tragedy and utter hopelessness in these kids' lives and manages to wring some unexpectedly perceptive turns from his cast. This is a film in which a great deal of care was obviously lavished on individual scenes (the sets are outstanding) and performances. The results are well worth repeated viewings, and prove that sequels don't necessarily have to be inferior films. ~ Robert Firsching, Rovi

Columbia Pictures spent as estimated $8 million dollars on this laughless sex comedy that crashes and burns before ever leaving the ground. Two bumbling boneheads who are kicked out of flying school decide to remain airborne by becoming stewardesses. Bathroom humor, sight gags, and the prerequisite nudity are the lowlights of this forgettable film. The only interest is the appearance of former Playboy bunny Yuliis Ruval. This dog makes Porky's seem like Shakespeare. ~ Dan Pavlides, Rovi

This episode marks the first appearance of the obsequious Herbert Viola (Curtis Armstrong), who would develop into both a godsend and a pain in the neck for detectives David (Bruce Willis) and Maddie (Cybill Shepherd), not to mention their spacey secretary Agnes Dipesto (Allyce Beasley). The story concerns a married woman named Gail Woodley (Brooke Bundy) who has been carrying on an illicit romance by mail. She wants David to convince her rather unstable "lover" that the affair is over--but it ain't that easy. Watch for an unbilled "fall-down" appearance by C. Thomas Howell). ~ Hal Erickson, Rovi

Virginal teenager Scott (Steve Antin) has been dumped by his girlfriend, but that hasn't lessened his determination to "get some." Scott's next-door neighbor (Heather Langenkamp) is the sexiest girl in his school -- and the one with the worst reputation. Assuming he'll get lucky, Scott calls upon the girl -- and learns some valuable lessons about friendship, abstention, and false assumptions. The original advertisements for this ABC Afterschool Special were misleadingly lurid; rest assured that the film itself is in the best of taste. ~ Rovi

Robert Ginty, star of James Glickenhaus's The Exterminator (1980), returns for a similar outing in the 1985 actioner Mission Kill. He plays Cooper, an explosives expert summoned by a Green Beret friend Harry (Cameron Mitchell), on a mission to smuggle arms into the (fictional) South American country of Santa Maria. The picture co-stars Merete Van Kamp and Harry Darrow. ~ Nathan Southern, Rovi

Made for TV, The Man in the Santa Claus Suit jumped the gun a bit by premiering December 23, 1979. The title "character" is threefold: John Byner, Gary Burghoff and Bert Convy all don Santa suits for various reasons. Byner is a fugitive tramp, Burghoff a lonely schoolteacher, and Convy a divorced father estranged from his young son. Unifying their three stories is top-billed Fred Astaire, who pops up in eight different roles (or seven different roles, if you don't count his "surprise identity") and sings the title song. The moral, as ever, is that Christmas is what you make of it: if you're merry, then you'll have a merry Christmas. ~ Hal Erickson, Rovi

The first of Charlie's Angels' Las Vegas episodes finds our three heroines heading to Nevada to find out why the happily married wife of a successful businessman is embezzling funds from her husband's firm and gambling them away. Even more puzzling: The woman seems to want to lose all of her husband's money. To get to the bottom of this mystery, Sabrina (Kate Jackson) poses as a casino auditor, Jill (Farrah Fawcett-Majors) and Kelly (Jaclyn Smith) doll up as aspiring showgirls, and Bosley (David Doyle) impersonates a high-rolling gambler. ~ Hal Erickson, Rovi

Man on the Outside was the pilot film for the weekly ABC TV series Griff. Lorne Greene stars as retired police captain Wade "Griff" Griffin, who is galvanized back into active duty when his police-officer son is murdered before his eyes, and his grandson is kidnapped by a mob functionary. None of the supporting cast of the subsequent series (Ben Murphy, Patricia Stich, Vic Tayback, et al.) was seen in this pilot episode; instead, future Jaws costar Lorraine Gary, cast as Griff's daughter-in-law, acted as his assistant. Curiously, Man on the Outside did not air until June 29, 1975, a full year and a half after the cancellation of Griff. ~ Hal Erickson, Rovi

Extortionist Casey Morton (Stephen McNally) would like his son Junior (Robert Drivas) to follow in his footsteps. Unfortunately, Junior can't seem to do anything right, and after bungling his latest assignment he finds his trail dogged by the FBI. Proving that blood is thicker than water, Morton takes the rap for Junior's misdeeds to throw the Feds off the track--but Inspector Erskine (Efrem Zimbalist Jr.) isn't one to take things at face value. ~ Hal Erickson, Rovi