A mostly mediocre action flick made near the end of John Wayne's long career, the last 15 minutes are so awful, it seems hard to believe these final sequences were directed by Douglas Hickox, who's work was normally pretty decent and at times brilliant (Theatre of Blood). Only for hardcore Duke fans I'm afraid...

Who could ever have thought that John Wayne and Richard Attenborough would ever team up? Well they do, here, and I quiet enjoyed the outcome. The former is a rather wayward Chicago police officer sent to London to collect escapee "Larkin" (John Vernon). Thing is, whilst he and "Sir Charles" are having a boiler-maker in a posh gentleman's club, their quarry is kidnapped from his sauna and it falls ...