Sherry Stringfield and Virginia Madsen make a terrific team in trying to lead a police force back to control and normal operation after a terrible lapse of efficiency when pervert criminality runs amuck without the perpetrator being caught. To help boosting the efficiency and direct the public opinion in more favourably, a journalist is employed to follow Stringfield around and write about the activity, while in the beginning he is just constantly in the way messing things up. The tempo is fierce like in so many efficient police thrillers, but you really get in touch with the criminal reality which they will have to tamper with, including hackers, corruption, all kinds of abuse, the only thing left out to spare the audience being children - there are no children here at all, fortunately, since there are quite enough of alcoholics, perverts, and typical metropolitan misery on all levels of the gutter. You have to fasten your seatbelts to be able to follow all the raging fury of this revolting odyssey around the hectic work of police obligations in a major city with no relief. Sherry Stringfield is all admirable efficiency, while Virginia Madsen has the wrong kind of husband, who tries to commit suicide, which does not improve the public image of a city police. The film is documentary in character, all is strictly matter of fact, no room for sentimentality or pity here, but it sure is interesting and engaging.