Late Night Retro Television Review: Hunter 1.1 “Hunter”


Welcome to Late Night Retro Television Reviews, a feature where we review some of our favorite and least favorite shows of the past!  On Thursdays, I will be reviewing Hunter, which aired on NBC from 1984 to 1991.  The entire show is currently streaming on Tubi and several other services!

Today, we start a new series.

Episode 1.1 “Hunter”

(Dir by Ron Satlof, originally aired on September 18th, 1984)

Ah, Hunter.

Hunter is one of those shows that, up unitl now, I’ve never really specifically felt the need to track down and binge but I’ve still seen a handful episodes.  Some of that is because Hunter is a mainstay on the nostalgia channels.  If you fall asleep while watching an old episode of Fantasy Island, there’s a good chance that you’re going to wake up to an episode of HunterHunter is also a mainstay on both Prime and Tubi.  Again, if you fall asleep watching your favorite Eric Roberts movie, there’s a decent chance that you’re going to wake up to an episode of Hunter.

I have to admit that every episode I’ve seen has been entertaining.  It’s the epitome of an 80s cop show, in all of its action-filled, simplistically-plotted glory.  Rick Hunter (played by former football player Fred Dryer) is a cop who gets results by doing things his way.  “His way” typically involves shooting a lot of people.  (Hunter’s catch phrase?  “Works for me.”)  Hunter’s partner is Dee Dee McCall (Stepfanie Kramer), a cop who gets results by doing things her way.  “Her way” typically involves going undercover and …. uhmm, shooting a lot of people.  And while I am certainly aware of the dangers of police overreach and I generally don’t support shooting anyone without just cause, it’s still fun to watch Hunter and McCall break every regulation in the book.  In almost every episode that I’ve seen, Hunter and McCall end up shooting so many people that the action ends up verging on self-parody.  Fortunately, both Dryer and Kramer appeared to be in on the joke.

(From what I’ve seen, I should also mention that Fred Dryer appears to have been a slightly better actor than some of the other former pro athletes who have decided to go into acting.  He may not have had a huge amount of range but he was still better than most of the basketball players who showed up on Hang Time.  If nothing else, he was better at showing emotion than OJ Simpson.)

With Highway To Heaven completed, I decided that it was time to finally take a look at Hunter.

Hunter premiered with a 90-minute made-for-television movie.  The action starts with Los Angeles Police Detective Rick Hunter crammed into a beat-up car that has definitely seen better days.  Because Hunter is the son of a mobster, he’s not totally trusted by his fellow detectives.  Because he’s a cop, he’s not totally trusted by the mob.  And because he’s a shoot-first renegade, all of his partners end up going to the hospital.  Captain Cain (Michael Cavanaugh) is trying to get him to quit the force and that means only allowing him to drive the department’s worst cars, not allowing Hunter to respond to most calls, and trying to partner him up with bowtie wearing moron, Bernie Terwilliger (James Whitmore, Jr.)

Hunter knows that LAPD regulations will allow him to pick his own partner if he can find someone willing to work with him.  The problem is that no one wants to put their life on the line.  Finally, Hunter tracks down Sgt. Dee Dee McCall, the widow of a fallen officer.  Nicknamed the “Brass Cupake” (cringe!), Dee Dee is currently working undercover as a prostitute and is trying to take down Los Angeles’s biggest pimp, King Hayes (Steven Williams).  Hunter has a proposition for her.  Since neither wants a partner and they both prefer shooting first and asking questions later, why not pretend to work together?  They’ll check in  and out at the station together but, otherwise, they’ll separate and work their own cases once they hit the streets.  McCall agrees.

Unfortunately, Captain Cain is not dumb.  He figures out exactly what they’re doing and he tells them that he will have people watching them to make sure that they are actually working together.  Luckily, McCall has just arrested King Hayes.  Hunter shows up as McCall is handcuffing Hayes and immediately sees that Hayes’s bodyguard is driving his car straight at them.

“You want this guy?” Hunter asks.

“That would be nice,” McCall replies.

Hunter, much like Dirty Harry, proceeds to fire several bullets into the car windshield, causing the car to flip over.

With King Hayes and his bodyguard now taken care of, it’s time for Hunter and McCall to investigate the murders of two blonde women who both enjoyed hanging out at country western bars.  McCall puts on a blonde wig and goes undercover at a honky tonk.  Hunter is shocked to see that she is being stalked by Dr. Bolin (Brian Dennehy), the psychiatrist who the LAPD brought in to examine all of their detectives.  As a viewer, I was not particularly surprised to discover that Dr. Bolin was the killer.  You’re not going to cast an actor like Brian Dennehy on a show like Hunter and then just have him spend the entire episode sitting in his office.  McCall and Hunter work together to stop Bolin before he kills again.

The pilot of Hunter was actually a lot of fun.  The pilot may have been violent but it still had a sense of humor.  The show understood that the sight of 6’6 Fred Dryer crammed into a dented station wagon would not only make the viewer smile but it would also go a long way towards humanizing Hunter as a character.  He may be big and cocky and quick to shoot people but he also has terrible luck when it comes to cars, police radios, and bystanders.  At one point, he even gets pepper-sprayed by Dee Dee’s neighbor.  As for Dee Dee, I liked the fact that she was capable and tough without being a stereotypical action girl.  I also appreciated that she and Hunter chose to work together.  I feared, initially, that the pilot would be full of scenes featuring Hunter whining about having to work with a woman and I appreciated that the show went the opposite direction.  From the start, Hunter respects Dee Dee as a cop and it’s made clear that she has nothing to prove to him.  If anything, Hunter has to earn her respect.

Of course, the main appeal of Hunter is that both Dryer and Kramer looked good holding a gun and yelling at people to “freeze!”  As opposed to the wishy washy police procedurals of today, the pilot of Hunter was absolutely shameless about giving the viewers what they wanted as far as bullets and car chases were concerned.

This was a good pilot.  Watching it, I could understand why the show ended up running for 8 seasons.  And, every Thursday, I’ll be reviewing Hunter.  I look forward to the action!

A Movie A Day #300: Death Before Dishonor (1987, directed by Terry Leonard)


In a fictional Middle Eastern country, tough-as-nails Col. Halloran (Brian Keith) has been kidnapped by terrorists.  The leader of the terrorists is named Jihad and he is played by the No Mercy Man himself, Rockne Tarkington.  The American ambassador (Paul Winfield) is a weak-willed Carter appointee who says, “We have to go through proper channels.”  Gunnery Sgt. Burns (Fred Dryer) ain’t got no time for the proper channels.  All of his men have been killed.  His mentor has been kidnapped and is being tortured with a power drill.  Even if it means breaking all the rules, Sgt. Burns is going to rescue Halloran, defeat Jihad, and kill anyone who has ever chanted “Death to the U.S.A.”

Totally a product of the 80s and about as politically incorrect as they come, Death Before Dishoner was an attempt to turn former football player-turned-TV star Fred Dryer into a movie star.  It did not work, though Fred does his best Clint Eastwood impersonation, chugging beer and speaking exclusively in tough one-liners.  Death Before Dishonor is dumb but entertaining.  (It may have been made for New World Pictures but it’s a Cannon Film at heart.)  The movie’s highlight if Fred Dryer chasing the bad guys in a jeep, keeping one hand on the steering wheel while using the other hand to fire a bazooka.  A close second is Brian Keith barely flinching while taking a power drill to the back of the hand.  No one’s tougher than an 80s action hero!

Film Review: Prime Time (1977, directed by Bradley R. Swirnoff)


Prime TimeThe great character actor Warren Oates appeared in a lot of fairly obscure movies but none are as obscure as Prime Time.

With a running time of barely 70 minutes, Prime Time is a comedic sketch film that was meant to capitalize on the then-recent success of The Groove Tube, Tunnelvision, The Kentucky Friend Movie, and the first season of Saturday Night Live.  According to the Unknown Movies Page, Prime Time was financed independently and was picked up for distribution by Warner Bros.  After the Warner execs saw the finished film, they decided it was unreleasable so the film’s production team sold the film to Cannon Pictures, who were famous for being willing to release anything.  The movie played in a few cities under the terrible title American Raspberry and then went straight to VHS obscurity.

Sketch comedies are usually hit-and-miss and Prime Time is definitely more miss than hit.  The majority of the film is made up of commercial parodies but, since most of the commercials being parodied are no longer on the air, the humor has aged terribly.  There is also a wrap-around story.  The President (George Furth) and a general (Dick O’Neill) try to figure out where the commercial parodies are coming from and stop them before the broadcast leads to a riot.   There are a few funny bits (including Harry Shearer as a stranded trucker looking for a ride and Kinky Friedman singing a song about “Ol’ Ben Lucas who has a lot of mucus”) but, for the most part, the film is epitomized by a skit where people literally get shit dumped on their head.  The film’s opens with an incredibly racist commercial for Trans Puerto Rican Airlines and it’s all downhill from there.

As for Warren Oates, he appears in an early skit.  He and Robert Ridgely (best known for playing Col. James in Boogie Nights) play hunters who take part in the Charles Whitman Celebrity Invitational, climbing to the top of the Tower on the University of Texas campus and shooting at the people below.  It’s even less funny now than it probably was in 1977.

How did Warren Oates end up in a movie like Prime Time?  Even great actors have bills to pay.  As for Prime Time, it is the one Warren Oates film that even the most dedicated Warren Oates fan won’t regret missing.

Warren Oates and Robert Ridgely in Prime Time

Warren Oates and Robert Ridgely in Prime Time