This is an example of the types of European thrillers which popped up in the mid 80's, films which mixed high and low brow culture together, i.e. A crime story with opera music featuring actors in chic clothing posing in abandoned warehouses. Its like a poor man's Luc Besson, with overwrought dialogue and a bunch of actors from a Calvin Klein commercial. In it, Oliver Reed's daughter is kidnapped by a group of terrible actors for reasons that remain unclear. The Stockholm Syndrome kicks in and a bunch of other stuff happens. Reed phones in his performance but at least he had one to dial in, unlike everyone else who no doubt immediately after this returned to appearances in Ralph Lauren adverts for fancy baggy jumpers.
