If you've seen one too many drug-war thrillers, one too many movies pitting a few good guys against a hundred villains, one too many chase scenes near or on Hollywood Boulevard; and one too many movies where a hero is tortured unremittingly by sadistic hoodlums, thereby justifying a climax of wholesale carnage--than you know what to expect from "Commando Squad" (citywide). That's exactly what it is: one too many.
The movie begins, somewhat promisingly, with a narration of utter nihilism by heroine Cat (Kathy Shower), a drug cop hanging out at Hollywood's International News Stand dressed as a hooker. Cat explains that, in Los Angeles, a friend is someone who stabs you in the front. But, no sooner have we mulled over that gem, than we've been plunged into some kind of goofy Mexican cocaine war, complete with car chases, gunfights, exploding trucks, jeeps and helicopters and, of course, torture and brutality laced with glib wisecracks.