Clint’s first go as a tough cop who plays by his own rules (etc, etc), escorting a prisoner from Rust-bucket Arizona to the depravity of NYC. A pedestrian TV flick turns wild when baddy escapes and leads Clint – in an acid haze – through a freak-out downtown clubscape: projections, body-paint, go-go girls and spinning vision, with the Electric Circus playing the Pigeon-Toed Orange Peel Club.