I really miss the drive-in. You'd get in your superhero pajamas and climb in the back of the '72 Ford Maverick on a warm summer's night with all your pillows, blankets and toys. You'd pull into the drive-in, and you'd hear the sound of the tires on the gravel, and the sound of crickets and cicadas, and you'd find the perfect spot, and hang the gigantic metal speaker on the window of your car, and you'd get some popcorn and sodas and Milk Duds, and the movie would begin. Those were the days.
And the sound would be crappy, and the image would be crappy, and teenagers would be partying, and horns would honk, and people would leave on their headlights, and you'd be eaten alive by mosquitoes, and you'd have to watch dreck like this. It was still pretty awesome.
Anyway, a kung-fu lady and kid comic relief battle large groups of salt smugglers. That's pretty much it. It's awful, but highly recommended if you like stuff that sucks. It's on Netflix Instant Streaming.
Sorry, no trailer. You know you'd rather watch this instead:
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