Picks and Pans Review: Love and Bullets

updated 10/08/1979 AT 01:00 AM EDT

originally published 10/08/1979 AT 01:00 AM EDT

Talk about a death wish: Only luck and firepower, lots of it, keep Charles Bronson breathing until the end of this gangster flick. At least this time co-star Rod Steiger has something to act overwrought about. He's a stuttering Mafia chieftain forced to rub out the woman he loves, Jill Ireland. Bronson, a cop, tries to protect her, finally taking justice into his own hands. (If there's a patron saint of vigilantes, Charlie is it.) The backdrop, picture-postcard Switzerland, is lovely, and Branson's fans will undoubtedly relish his 62nd movie. The shootouts, bomb blasts and escape scenes are predictable, though. Worse, Ireland (the real-life Mrs. Bronson) is British, and she doesn't make it as a moll. Before the final scene, she tells Bronson—by now in love with her—"I wish I could say that it was swell, but it wasn't." She's right. (PG)

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