Bounty Hunters DVD Review

• 20th Feb 2012

Bounty Hunters sees Trish Stratus, of former WWE fame, heading the bill as part of a team of Bounty Hunters, hoping to make that one big score. After catching an informant with a $100,000 bounty on his head, they receive word from a mob boss, offering the team one million dollars in exchange for their prisoner.

The film tells the proceedings of what happens on this night and how the sequence of events pans out. And, while I was sceptical as to whether I should review this as an action film or a comedy, I have decided that it is nothing more than disastrous. Script, production, acting and the action sequences are all dreadful.

Trish Stratus has never been known for her acting ability, and every shred of this truth is evident in this film. Her character Jules is your everyday Bounty Hunter/Waitress in a strip club. Her fellow bounty hunters are Chase (Boomer Phillips), who acts as the comedic value of the feature, and Ridley (Frank J. Zupancic) who is the man heading the operation, star opposite but as with her, mainly take up space. 

The acting mob boss, who ensues chaos on the lives of the bounty hunters after the trio refuse to hand him the informant, is a clichéd version of every mob boss in every crime film known to man. A shadow of what he is meant to be, he is nothing more than a fat man in a suit.

Other problems I’ve picked up on are, for one, the bounty hunters seem to have all the equipment required for hunting bounty. So, why not handcuff your prisoner? No, that seems unnecessary and pointless. Chat with your prisoner outside of the cage? Ya, downright logical.

Jules, who starts the film as a buff, man-beating yet sexy female lead, changes character dramatically through the film, and very soon becomes a damsel in distress. It’s refreshing to see a woman, who in the first act beat a man roughly 3 times her size with ease, finding herself held in a headlock by a fat, out of shape old man. And be helpless.

This film falls in and out of clarity so many times I got a headache. Not making sense more times than acceptable, this is one film where I’d wait for the bargain bin. That is, unless you’re a fan of bad acting, bad dialogue, bad fights, bad production, bad stuff in general. I was very surprised when I was told that the soundtrack to Bounty Hunters was not Michael Jackson’s seventh album, Bad.

Chris Droney