In a genre--low-budget action--noted for slam-bang, no-nonsense entertainment, "Enemy Territory" (citywide) has a lot, and a lot more, to offer. Apart from an obvious urban thriller framework, there's a smattering of social commentary, literary allegory and old-fashioned moralizing in the story. Surprisingly, it's not gobbledygook. The film works within the confines of its genre and, without straining, slyly introduces textures that are usually reserved for more serious entertainments.
Rather than relying on Pavlovian logic, the underlying motivations for the action are greed, lust, fear and honor. Barry (Gary Frank), an insurance man, enters a tough black New York neighborhood after dark to sign a policy and collect a fat commission. Will (Ray Parker Jr.), a telephone repairman, is in the same building--a 20-story apartment complex--seeing his new girlfriend on company time.
Not hip to borough etiquette, Barry makes a faux pas that can only be termed "life threatening." Searching out the policy holder, he taps a brother's shoulder, to ask if he knows the tenant. Insulted, the young man vows he'll avenge the slight with blood. A few minutes later he returns with other members of his gang, the Vampires.
Fortunately, owing to matters of scripting, Barry eludes death, albeit narrowly. That's when Will instinctively answers his cry for help. Unquestionably, both men would pay dearly to start the whole day over again.