For what is the best clutch-popping, beer-guzzling, NOS-injecting, B-cup-bearing, door-breaking, bitch-punching, helicopter-dangling, car-chasing, Mercedes-thieving, school bus-jumping, foot-pursuing, gun-shooting, murder-witnessing, flight-missing, lady-snatching, jockstrap-taunting, Siamese food-eating, window-breaking, bar-brawling, pinball machine-slamming, house-exploding, tire-flying, 2×4-swinging, fist-throwing, gravity-defying, truck-revving, gas-bombing, bridge-leaping, motorcycle-riding, Riggs-and-Murtaughing stunt-stunting movie ever made, you must see Action U.S.A.!
For William Smith in aviators, diamonds on a windmill, Ross Hagen in a trenchcoat, a racist Texas sheriff, Cameron Mitchell in a Jacuzzi with two women, flambéd flunkies, Cameron Mitchell in multiple gold chains, parking garage pursuits, Cameron Mitchell on a treadmill and gratuitous use of a honky-tonk bar, you must see Action U.S.A.!
For bras, a general recognition of stop signs or an adherence to seat-belt legislation, you must see something else! But for a movie built Ford tough with a character named Billy Ray, you must see Action U.S.A.! Or you’re a goddamn Communist! —Rod Lott