[Released on German VHS as "Fireback – Ich Will Keine Gnade" and on French VHS as "L’Executeur II"]
Director Teddy “Page”/Chiu Story/Screenplay Timothy Jorge Producer [uncredited] K.Y. Lim Cinematography Al Gray Editor Eddie Mac Music Patrick Wales Grip Lawrence Peck Key Grip Lew Brown Production Assistant Bobby King Production Secretary Lucille Bates Production Design Mario Cole Propsman Peter Cole Field Cashier Dhel Mayer Special Effects Jess Cole Make-Up Artist Diane Meyer Stills Roger Massey Assistant Director Larry Brown Assistant Editor David Mac Fighting Instructors Benny Roman, Larry Brown Second Unit Cameraman Benny Roosevelt Assistant Cameraman Dennis Murphy Sound Effects Winston Black Sound Mixer Ron Kennedy Titles Norman Productions
Cast Richard Harrison (Jack Kaplan), Bruce Baron (Duffy Collins), Gwendolyn Hung (Eve), Anne Milhen (Diane), James Gaines (Digger), Ruel Vernal (Man with the Golden Hand), Mike Monty (Police Chief), Ronnie Patterson (Deputy), Pat Andrew (Jack's Neighbour), David Anderson (Jack's C.O.), Steve Mark (Bart), Ed Harris (Man in Motorcycle), Ann Mills (Girl in Motorcycle), Robert Wise (Bartender), John Cocker (Bartender), Tony Aaron (Ninja), Ron David (Cat Burglar), Pete Mancini (Panther), Benny Roman (Khmer Rouge Leader) Rescue Team Raymond Wallace, Roger Fields, Ted Miles, David Estrada, Bob McNeil Messenger Peter Harrison Nurse Sarah Harrison Bouncer George Gyennes Man at Newstand Adolf Conrad
[NOTE: According to Jim Gaines, Teddy Chiu screwed up so badly on this picture that Mr Lim wouldn’t allow him to direct another picture. Jim was brought as “superviser” – or, in other words, an uncredited co-director - on Teddy’s next few pictures]
Review from “Return Of The Ninjas” website:
Richard Harrison, best known in B-movie fandom for such films as LA BELVA COL MITRA (BEAST WITH A GUN/MAD DOG, 1977), CHALLENGE OF THE TIGER (1980), BLOOD DEBTS (1984) and a legion of laughable Ninja patchwork flicks “directed” and produced by Godfrey Ho, Joseph Lai and Tomas Tang, stars as Jack Caplan, a tough Vietnam war veteran who finds his wife Diane (Ann Milhench) missing when he returns home. For some odd reason it seems as if every person Caplan meets tries to kill him. But neither the blonde bimbo called Eve (Gwendolyn Hung) nor the brutal ‘Man with the Golden Hand’ (Ruel Vernal) have luck and they end up dead themselves.
The villain behind the mysterious goings-on is a man with the cute name Duffy Collins (Bruce Baron, who appeared in Tsui Hark’s DON’T PLAY WITH FIRE (DANGEROUS ENCOUNTERS: 1ST KIND, 1980) and Ruggero Deodato’s THE ATLANTIS INTERCEPTORS (ATLANTIS INFERNO, 1983)) who has killed Diane because she rejected his advances. Or as he explains it: “When I can’t have her, nobody should.” Bastard. When the body-count rises to ridiculous heights the police chief (Mike Monty, no stranger to B-movies himself; look out for him in THE ATLANTIS INTERCEPTORS, BLOOD DEBTS (1984), NINJA WARRIORS (1985), JUNGLE RATS (1987) and Fulci/Mattei’s ZOMBI 3 (1988)) orders to hunt for Caplan as well. In minute seventy-five a Ninja (Tony Aaron) appears on the scene (don’t ask me why) but Caplan manages to kill him rather easily. Caplan dresses up in the cool Ninja outfit and beards the lion in his den. After he slashes Duffy with his sword in slow-motion FIREBACK ends jaw-droppingly abrupt.
Don’t worry, I haven’t spoiled the film for you, as you won’t care the least bit about what happens, believe me. Apparently, FIREBACK was scripted by Richard Harrison under a pseudonym overnight, so it’s no wonder that this cheap flick is a confusing mess from start to finish. FIREBACK is Filipino B-action without any surprises, dreary, dull, pretty dilettante and without any sense whatsoever. The performances of the cast can only be called awful and they are so listless that I started to ask myself why they even bothered to shoot this flick.
It seems as if FIREBACK was shot in 1978, but the Internet Movie Database states it wasn’t released until 1983 in the
Richard Harrison’s son Sebastian Harrison on Fireback [from the book Gods In Spandex: A Survivors' Account of 80s Cinema Obscura, Headpress Books 2007]:
My father was very enthusiastic about taking his wife and I to the
Some of the actors in the
The two actors I got to know very well were James Gaines and Mike Monty. James and I hung out quite a bit. He spoke perfect Tagalog, but he made sure I didn't tell anyone so that he could see what they were saying about us. James was all about having a good time, which was fine with me since I had just finished high school and was essentially on vacation. However, I am not sure that the mothers of his 8-9 children were too impressed by his partying nature.
I had the experience of staying at Mike Monty's apartment complex called "Casa Blanca" which was just across the street from the Manila Midtown Hotel where my father and his wife Francesca were staying.
There was no air conditioning and
I have never seen or heard of such a prolific sex fiend as Mike in my life. I would estimate that he had sex, on average, with 2-4 different girls a day. Every day he made it a point to go to one of the parks where tons of people would hang out and pick up girls. When Mike spotted a girl--pretty much any girl in terms of looks or age, but the thinner the better--he would crack a huge smile on his face. If and when they would smile back, Mike would swoop in. I went along a couple of times with him, but it was too embarrassing for me to bear--especially when the girl was underage.
Another interesting thing about Mike was his eating habits. He often wouldn't eat for a couple of days, but when he got the chance for a freebie--usually because my father invited him to a buffet--he would eat more than is easily imaginable. The only person who could keep up with him was the actor Paul Smith, whom I personally weighed at our house in
Still, while Mike had some questionable habits, he was a very nice guy. I saw him about three years ago in
Ronnie Patterson was an interesting fellow. Around the time of Fireback, I had the impression that the Filipino producers were trying to nurture him into becoming one of their main Western actors. I remember one long and complex action scene that ended with a close up of Ronnie firing a rifle. The cameras rolled and all the stunts, explosives, etc., went well. But when it came time for the camera to tighten on Ronnie squeezing the trigger...nothing. So the director shouted "cut," the arms specialist checked the rifle, it rang a shot with no problem, and they did take two. But on the second take, the same thing happened. The arms specialist was more than confused as the rifle worked perfectly when he tried it.
This went on for another 3-4 takes and everyone was scratching their head. Finally, Ronnie asked, "Do you want me to pull the trigger?!" After a couple of hours of trying to figure out what the hell was going on, apparently Ronnie was too stoned to realize that he should have pulled the trigger. This unfortunately sums up a lot of what was going on in these Filipino movies. In fact, you could cut my father's frustration with a knife while he made these films.
The one scene I had together with my father accidentally turned out well, at least in terms of my acting. I had a cold, and in fact had lost my voice for a few days. The scene involved me delivering a package to my father with a bomb in it. As I say, "See you later!" and walk away, he hurls the package at me and it blows up. Then he starts to question me with the usual "Who sent you?" dialogue. I had a few very short lines. However, during my close up with my father rubbing my collar and questioning me, I drew a complete blank. I think I forgot that we were doing a movie and him talking to me that way intimidated the hell out of me.
Needless to say I began to stutter, and in my mind--and probably on my face--strain for my lines. After a few seconds I finally remembered what I was supposed to say and, relieved, I said my lines. Had I remembered my lines right away I would have just blurted them out, screwing up the timing. Yet thanks to not remembering my lines and straining to say them anyway due to my laryngitis, the scene turned out well. I remember the entire crew applauding my performance while deep down I was thinking, "Little do they know..."
I also had a few other parts in the movie but I was wearing a disguise. Luckily, I was able to make some extra pocket change, as my father had cut me off financially since he didn't approve of my focus on going to bars and picking up girls. That was lucky for Mike Monty as well, as he could hit me up for the bus fare to the park in order to satisfy his sex addiction.
All in all, I think that the vast majority of the actors were there to screw around (literally) and couldn't have cared less about making a movie. Basically, I was temporarily along for the same ride as all these other guys in the Philippines at the time. But the big difference turned out to be that I was seventeen and some of them were forty-seven. Still, for the couple of months that I was there, I met some extremely memorable people and had a very interesting experience.