A 1999 vengeful-cop yarn, armed to the teeth with lasers and portable lie detectors--and as ripe and full of holes as a Swiss cheese. Good cop Mitch Helwig has reached the end of his tether, what with his partner Mario having been murdered (the case remains unsolved) and the criminals carrying lasers as the underfunded Toronto PD totes old-fashioned magnums. So Mitch buys himself some private high-tech help, and with his new Barking Dog, an infallible portable lie detector, he begins to work over the neighborhood bars. Pausing only to ice a number of the local bad guys and take their lasers, Mitch goes after the current Mr. Big, the Archangel, who runs a vast warehousing operation involving lasers, dope, girls, and whatnot. Next Mitch kits himself out with a bullet-proof, laser-proof vest, then distracts and removes the Archangel's bodyguards, blows up the Archangel's warehouse, kills the Archangel as he dallies with a teen-aged whore, and generally takes a bite out of crime. Not quite zap! pow! but it comes close. The one redeeming sequence: flashbacks that show Mitch and Mario as ordinary, cops doing a tough job well. High-tech flap-doodle for the most part, strictly for Deathwish enthusiasts.