Red-Barracuda I find with Andy Sidaris, that his filmography began very well indeed with a couple of B-Movie classics in Malibu Express and Hard Ticket to Hawaii and ended on a couple, Day of the Warrior and Return to Savage Beach, that were also good even if it was mainly because they both featured the monumentally sexy duo of Julie K Smith and Shae Marks. But what I have also discovered is the films Sidaris made between his first two cheesetastic classics and final two sexploitation successes were far more uneven in quality and Guns is a perfect example of this. Like several others, it relies too much on its ropey and predictable plot and less on naked girls and general daftness. This one has a narrative so by-the-numbers it's difficult to recall it not long after viewing. The action set-pieces once again mainly constitute some explosions and some guns…well I guess the title might require at least a little of the latter in fairness. But Sidaris really needs his sexy ladies to ensure a good film and here – despite featuring the very appealing Dona Speir – they are marginalised too much and…well…don't in all honesty get naked enough. So what we have left is a fairly sub-standard action flick with a small side-order of eye candy, as opposed to the other way round, which is the formula that has been proved to be far better in most other Sidaris movies. The film is also marginally notable for featuring Erik 'CHiPs' Estrada as an illegal arms dealer and Danny Trejo in a henchman role, years before he broke through to a certain level of cult fame in Hollywood.

gridoon "Guns" is a strange movie: its sensibilities seem to be both sexist AND feminist. On the one hand, almost all the women have to undress at one point or another, usually gratuitously; on the other hand, the girls-with-guns sequences are played without condescension, the female agents are treated as equal partners by the men and, more often than not, THEY take charge. The action is not particularly well-done; in fact the whole film plays as if it was directed by a teenage boy trying to make a "real" movie. But how can you hate a film that contains female oil wrestling, an interrogation done with the help of a magic hat, a grenade on a remote-controlled model boat AND the incomparable Danny Trejo as the villain's No.1 henchman? (**1/2)

Smartt When I was a wee tot I never cared about superfluous things like plot, characterization or people yakkin' exposition for more than 30 seconds. What I wanted to see was the car chases, explosions, high kicks and bikini girls with machine guns. Happy happy happy, joy joy joy! Of course, one day we have to grow old and abide to the rules of Society, that forces us to become, uh, "sophisticated". We ditch Hollywood blockbusters in public and pretend to like Finnish art movies and David Lynch. But deep down inside, in the heart of that happy child we once were, we really want to get home in time for the Baywatch rerun. And that, friends and foes, is the spirit of Sidaris' work. I've seen the polls at IMDb and voters aren't fond of Andy's flims. They're completely missing the point AND the fun.

tomlindh I'm trying to think of who this movie would appeal to....Nope, can't think of anyone.The plot was trite, the storyline, acting and directing were all quite amateurish, and the action/violence were both a little over the top. Sprinkled into all of this were a few bouts of nudity, but the eye candy was definitely not of either the quality or quantity to make up for all its deficiencies.