Plays like two distinct concepts shoehorned into one, to the detriment of both. I guess that was Cannon trying to save a buck. More arm wrestling might’ve helped; as it is, Sly barely does any before the big finale, as he and Robert Loggia’s goons spend most of the running time kidnapping a young boy from each other. In other notes, the presence of not one but three workers (Reggie Bennett, Scott Norton and of course Terry Funk) makes this a wrestling movie in my book. ★★½
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