For the love of everything holy and pure and just.

For the love of movies and the craft of making films.

For the love of audiences who watch the garbage you produce.

For the love of sanity and parking your ego.

Please stop thinking that you can write, act and direct at the same time. You end up botching all 3.

This movie is garbage. Utter garbage.

How you thought that you can write a story that you are featured in as an actor and then have the ego to attempt to direct this mess.

Why is it that these new age combo know-it-alls think for a moment that they can do 3 things at the same time and do any of them right.

Please listen to me and the other sad saps who watch the putrid silly incoherent ego infested movies you make.

Writers should ONLY write.

Actors should ONLY act.

Directors should ONLY direct.

How simple is that?

I am in the film business myself and know all too well why these combo know it all's do all 3. Its about $$$$.

You get more credits and more $ by being a jack of all trade.

Guess what, you master none and end up producing garbage like this.

Shame on you!

Homicide detective Marc Valentine (Joss Gomez) is a lone wolf who prefers his own company but finds himself teamed up with a string of less talented detectives. He's a bit eccentric, convinced he's still in the 80s, and drives a DeLorean as his police car. The plot thickens with Big Boss Tango (Marc Singer) creating a deadly virus that threatens to cause a worldwide pandemic, targeting Los Angeles. Things get worse when professor malevolent (Dr. Robert Rey) kidnaps captain Dupree's (Ken Davitian) daughter. Inspired by his father (Lorenzo Lamas) and guided by captain Johnson (Eric Roberts), marc faces numerous challenges to stop big boss tango and save the city. It's a wild, nostalgic ride with plenty of twists and action. The end is kind of weird but interesting. I will re-watch no problem.