I really thought Nightkill was going to be lousy. A murder-gone-wrong movie in the '80s starring one of Charlie's Angels? I thought I'd turn it off after ten minutes, but after that time, I was hooked! Yes, Jaclyn's Smith's hairdo is dated, and a few scenes are a "tv-ish", but if you're one of the many people who enjoy this genre, you might want to check this one out.

The reason I kept watching Nightkill was because Jaclyn's marriage to Mike Connors wasn't your typical "evil husband must die" relationship. He's very wealthy, and he's not a nice person, but Joan Andre wrote his character to be subtly instead of blatantly cruel. He belittles their Mexican housekeeper, treats his subordinates like peons, and gets impatient with his wife. Everything he does and says, though, are things someone in his position might think is okay. He's not a blatant bad guy; he's just insensitive and rude. So, when Jaclyn's lover James Franciscus kills him, it's understandable that she's not jumping for joy. All she wanted was a divorce, not his death.

But, since she's now an accessory-and since she's the lead in an '80s thriller and therefore goes along with a terrible idea-Jaclyn agrees to hide the body and pretend her husband is still alive until she and James can run away together. Gee, do you think everything's going to go smoothly? Definitely not, especially when policeman Robert Mitchum starts sniffing around.

I'm sure you know why I rented this movie in the first place; we all know how much I love Robert Mitchum. He has such great energy in this movie, and I can't help but think he arranged for Michael Anderson, Jr. to have a cameo, since they played father and son twenty years earlier in The Sundowners.

One warning about Nightkill: make sure you have a strong stomach. Parts of the movie get pretty gruesome, to counteract the good looks of the three main leads, I guess. Also, if you liked seeing Jaclyn Smith and James Franciscus playing the Kennedys, you can see them together again in this movie!

Kiddy Warning: Obviously, you have control over your own children. However, due to gruesome images and an upsetting scene with an animal, I wouldn't let my kids watch it.

When the story begins, Katherine (Jaclyn Smith) goes to the airport to pick up her husband, Wendell (Mike Connors). Within seconds, you realize that Wendell is an emotionally abusive drunk. However, instead of leaving it at this, you are treated to many scenes of Wendell treating everyone like dirt. In fact, it's overkill...making his character seem almost like a cartoon character, such as Snidley Whiplash! Yes, his character was that broadly written and about as subtle as a sledgehammer upside your head!! Not surprisingly, soon Wendell dies...having been poisoned by one of his employees, Steve (James Franciscus). The wife had no idea Steve would do this....but the pair agree to keep this secret. However, someone has been eavesdropping and soon bad things start to happen to the couple. What happens and who is behind this? See the film...or not.



Aside from an excellent cast that included the above folks plus Fritz Weaver and Robert Mitchum, there isn't a lot of positives I could give for the film. Although the situation is interesting and could have made for a good film, the writing, simply put, was bad. All poor Jaclyn Smith could do throughout the film was whimper and run...and having the leading lady play such a weak and ineffectual character was a HUGE mistake. She also just seemed illogical and foolish. All this also made Smith look like a terrible actress...which she certainly isn't. Too many flaws, too many poorly written characters and not enough to make the audience feel as if their intelligence isn't being questioned. Overall, "Nightkill" is a huge letdown and a film I'd just as soon forget...especially because not even bad enough to be good for a laugh.

Nightkill was going to be the breakout feature film debut for Jaclyn Smith of Charlie's Angels. It wound up being quite a bit less than that and not even making it to the big screen. Smith is joined by two television series veterans, Mike Connors of Mannix and James Franciscus of Mr. Novak. And of course big screen legend Robert Mitchum who hadn't been involved in a scare film like this since Cape Fear.

Smith is most unhappily married to Mike Connors who is a tyrannical tycoon. But she is having an affair with Connors's number two Jim Franciscus. One fine day with both all three at the spaciou home that Connors and Smith have, Franciscus slips some poison into Connors's drink and he dies. What to do with the body?

After what is done with it, it's Franciscus's corpse that Smith finds where they had stored Connors. And now there is a police detective played by Mitchum poking around in a most officious like manner, almost like he understudied the Peter Falk school of plodding detective work.

You might think you know where this is going, but I assure you that you don't. It gets real terrifying for Jaclyn Smith as she doesn't know who to trust or believe.

The spacious vistas of Phoenix, Arizona were not properly used in the cinematography of Nightkill. Mitchum doesn't come in until some 35 minutes after the film begins, but a few flecks of those famous rumpled eyelids and he's dominating the proceedings from then on.

NIghtkill is not the greatest of mystery thrillers, but it's reasonably entertaining for those who will want to empathize with what Smith is going through.