Messenger of Death makes a much better swansong for the pairing of Bronson and Thompson than their last collaboration, the dire Kinjite. The kind of film that would be a cable movie today and which didn't trouble movie theatres for long on its way to video back in 1988, there's nothing particularly special about it, but Bronson made so many bad movies near the end of his career that it's always a pleasure to come across a half-good one. In something of a throwback to his early TV series Man With a Camera, Bronson's a crime reporter (albeit a modern-day one) whose investigation of a brutal massacre of a family of Mormons soon uncovers two breakaway cults lead by brothers John Ireland and Jeff Corey whose vicious blood feud is being exploited by the local water company. There aren't many surprises, the performances veer from competent (Bronson, John Ireland) via misjudged (Daniel Benzali) and hammy (Laurence Luckenbill) to just plain over the top (Corey) and the rushed ending is pretty awful, but for the most part its well directed and just well crafted enough to pass an hour-and-a-half entertainingly enough.
No extras (the US DVD only includes a brief trailer) but an acceptable widescreen transfer.