So why even bother watching this forgotten 90-minute thriller, you ask? Two words: Gary Daniels. What the guy lacks in acting talent he certainly makes up for in martial arts insanity. The staged fights are a little wonky, yes, but you simply cannot deny Daniels' talent as a first-class kung fu wizard. When the man deals out the damage, you can feel the nerve-shredding intensity in the cuticles of your gnarled pinkie toes. Yes, dear readers, ol' Gary is truly the only reason you'll consider giving this one a shot. He ultimately keeps everything from falling apart, even when he's dangling from the top of a big city skyscraper for fifteen minutes. And as you know, that takes all kinds of talent.

So what's left to say about Rage? Not much, really. It's just another goofy action flick from a production company that prides itself on releasing some of the weirdest low-budget genre fodder known to man. A slight improvement over the glut of their output, yes, but a goofy picture nonetheless. If you've never heard of Art Camacho, Don "The Dragon" Wilson, and Mr. Gary Daniels, it's nothing to be ashamed about. In fact, give yourself a big pat on the back. Go ahead! You've successfully avoided the radioactive end of the action-adventure wasteland, and for that you should be proud. No cinematic cancer for you.

That said, be sure to keep feeding yourself a steady diet of artsy superhero films and silly Leonardo DiCaprio crime thrillers, because once you've mainlined a syringe full of moronic action, you'll be hooked for life. I'm living proof. But if you're willing to take that plunge, if you're oh-so ready to take a ride on the mild side, slide on over here and I'll cook you up a seething batch of Rage. It's approved by the Federal Martial Arts Cinema Association and everything.

Before you know it, Gary Daniels will be your drug of choice.