Steve Rider

Road to Revenge, released in 1993, is pretty much the definition of a wild ride from start to finish. You’ve got Steve Rider tangled up in this gritty, neon-lit underworld where nothing’s ever simple and everyone’s got an angle. The city is practically its own character—rain-slick streets, flickering signs, the whole nine yards. Steve, a guy who’s more stubborn than wise, gets shoved into a situation way over his head after a run-in with some seriously shady folks. He’s not your classic action hero—more like the guy next door who just can’t catch a break but refuses to stay down. Things spiral fast. There’s a revenge plot, obviously, but it’s messier than you’d expect. People double-cross each other left and right. Trust? Ha, good luck finding any of that. Steve’s chasing the truth, and maybe a little bit of redemption, but he keeps running into people with their own twisted motives. Every time you think you know where it’s headed, it throws another curveball. Guns, car chases, backroom deals—the movie packs it in. The vibe is pure ‘90s—think cheap suits, synth-heavy soundtrack, and way too much hairspray. The dialogue is sharp, sometimes cheesy, and the action doesn’t let up. By the end, you’re left wondering who the real bad guy is—or if there even is one. Road to Revenge doesn’t hand you any easy answers, just a messy, entertaining ride through the city’s dark side.