I loved seeing Tomas Milian channeling Pacino in Serpico. I loved seeing Jack Palace blow smoke rings while killing a guy in a car with exhaust fumes. I loved seeing the bad motorcycle chases that didn't even meet the grade for an episode of CHiPs. But I am not exaggerating when I say that this movie has the most contrived and craptacular epilogue of any other movie I've ever seen (except maybe the end of Fist of the White Lotus).