The always terrific and charismatic Robert ("Alligator") Forster gives a typically fine and engaging performance as a gutsy ace veteran stuntman who's working on a troubled low-budget action picture that's being plagued by the unusual and alarming "accidental" deaths of several other stuntmen performing dangerous gags for the film. Director Mark ("Night of the Running Man") Lester, working from a smart and compelling script by Dennis Johnson and Barney Cohen, expertly maintains a steady pace throughout, stages the plentiful superb and stirring stunts with considerable brio and skill, and offers an intriguing behind-the-scenes glimpse into the making of a down'n'dirty indie feature. The first-rate cast of familiar B-movie faces qualifies as another substantial asset: Fiona ("The Fury") Lewis as a feisty journalist doing an article on the crazy stunt profession, Bruce ("Walking Tall") Glover, Joanna ("The Glove") Cassidy and Ray ("The Idolmaker") Sharkey as fellow courageous stunt people, Richard ("God Told Me To") Lynch as the special effects coordinator, Candice ("Summer School Teachers") Rialson as a flirtatious stuck-up harlot of a starlet, and Darrell ("Blood Beach") Fetty as an eager beaver production assistant. Bruce ("Jackson County Jail") Logan's crisp cinematography, Michael Kamen's thrilling, melodic score, and the groovy theme song are all likewise up to snuff. A very cool and undeservedly neglected little sleeper that's a funky 70's drive-in flick precursor to the very similar (and stupendous) "The Stuntman."

It may perhaps be a very morbid statement, but it's also an undeniable truth that action movies are far more likely to gain a cult reputation when a stuntman actually dies on set. This is somewhat the hidden premise of "Stunts", an extremely low-budgeted but nevertheless compelling and entertaining late 70s popcorn flick directed by Mark L. Lester ("Class of 1984", "Commando"). The premise is processed into a "whodunit" scenario and a film-within-film narrative structure, complete with intrigues between the different cast and crew members and various red herrings regarding the possible identity of the saboteur/stuntman killer. Robert Forster tries hard to come across as the stoic and experienced stuntman, Glen Wilson, who joins the production of a low-keyed action vehicle to investigate the circumstances of the helicopter accident in which his younger brother (also a reckless stuntman) died. Glen is convinced that his brother's gear got sabotaged and that his death wasn't accidental, and he's obviously right, since more bizarre accidents occur on the set. Much more than Brian Trenchard-Smith's contemporary "Stunt Rock", Lester's "Stunts" gives us a handful of interesting insights in the world of movie stunt work and special effects. The film also wants us to believe that stuntmen form a sort of sacred community that performs specific funeral rituals and make pacts to "pull the plug" when one of them ends up living as a vegetable when a stunt goes wrong. I don't know if there's any truth in all this, but admittedly it ensures a couple of memorable scenes. Robert Forster's acting is rather wooden, but I enjoyed the roles of familiar faces in the supportive cast, such as Ricard Lynch as the arrogant special effects wizard and Bruce Glover as stuntman Chuck who makes a really nasty fall from a six-stores tower.

In the late 70s and early 80s, action films didn't rely on CGI to wow the audiences; stunts were what packed in the crowds—real stunts performed by real stuntmen.

Anything with cars flying 30 feet through the air would be guaranteed to fill the theatres and the limits were pushed by these 'fall guys' as to what they would do in order to impress. Stunts—AKA 'Who Is Killing the Stuntmen?' AKA 'The Deadly Game' (UK video title)—tells of one such guy, Glen Wilson (Robert Forster),who becomes involved in the making of a movie after his brother mysteriously dies performing a stunt. Suspecting foul play, he searches for clues between filming, aided by a feisty female reporter (Fiona Lewis).

Director Mark L. Lester, who later helmed the 80s 'classics' Class of 1984 and Commando, packs the film with all manner of death defying feats, but struggles to make anything special from the run-of-the-mill script. Despite a good performance from the ever-reliable Forster and good support from a raft B-movie regulars (including the great Richard Lynch),the result feels very much like a made-for-TV movie, and lacks the grittiness I was hoping for.

Stunts is enjoyable on a nostalgic level (if you love the vibe of 70s flicks, then there is some fun to be had from the movie's general atmosphere),and it does contain a few fairly impressive action sequences, but I found that, even at a running time of less than an hour and a half, the film only just managed to keep my attention.