Missing In Action (1984, Joseph Zito)
Chuck wants only peace. But knows that the guy who helmed The Prowler is calling the shots ( no pun intended) so resigned to his fate, our bearded maniac/love womble straps on old faithful and recreates Naaammaaan
as some sort of hawkish thrill ride for GOP perverts. Ahem. The sequel is the same kind of ghoulish torture porn. That said both were uproariously funny also, and watching Norris, whose *range is diminutive to say the least
, is always value for money *Octagon cough.