oscaralbert Review of Brass Target

Brass Target (1978)

If you can picture "O. Welles" deciding to play ALL three . . .

[6/10 · 15 December 2018]

. . . of the guys in THE THIRD MAN (and he certainly was big enough to do so), you can begin to get some idea of the muddled mess BRASS TARGET truly is. This fiasco unspools like the Redneck version of CLUE, as in "Was it Col. Mayo in the outhouse with a corncob?" At least ice bullets, or ricin-tipped umbrellas, or poisoned blow darts MIGHT have a tiny semblance of plausibility, but this tiny-rubber-car-parts murder has more moving parts than an "R. Goldberg" contraption. Stirring "S. Loren" into the stew makes less sense than adding brass tacks, requiring us to believe that she's slept with half of Europe as one of her lovers has impersonated the other half. Leave it to BRASS TARGET's Bellowing Cat Film Studio to focus this story on some legendary Prussian gold, and NOT the 66 "friendly fire" U.S. service fatalities racked up in five separate incidents (plus at least two dead civilian innocent by-standers). The "history" here is just as mendacious as GONE WITH THE WIND, without any of the comic relief!