Uriah43 "Jefferson Bolt" (Fred Williamson) is a courier of special merchandise who has been hired to take a briefcase containing $1 million in cash from Hong Kong to Mexico City with a stop in Los Angeles along the way. However, when he gets to Los Angeles he encounters some hit men waiting for him and tracks these thugs to Las Vegas. Once in Las Vegas he meets up with some friends in order to get some information on those out to get him. Soon one thing leads to another and he discovers that the people behind everything are much more influential and powerful than he thought. Now rather than reveal any more of this movie and risk spoiling it for those who haven't seen it I will just say that this started out to be a pretty good film. Unfortunately, rather than staying committed to the international intrigue angle which was working quite well the movie began focusing more on Fred Williamson which caused the film to suffer in comparison. Not only was his character much too cocky and reckless but the martial arts scenes involving him were rather second-rate as well. Even so it wasn't a bad movie overall and I give it an average rating.

Trevor Douglas I recently purchased the wide screen DVD of this film, having an old VHS television print from long ago. The film has the always super cool Fred Williamson doing what he does best. Keye Luke supplies the voice of Kumada. Keye Luke also supplied the voice for both Hahn and several other characters in Enter The Dragon. An enjoyable slice of 70's action with interesting camera angles a good location work. It's shame to see the always stalwart Paul Mantee wasted yet again in a nothing role as Jack Ging's Henchman. That aside, the rest of the cast does well. John Orchard and Byron Webster seem to be enjoying themselves and have ample screen time over the one hundred plus minutes.

bensonmum2 Jefferson Bolt (Fred Williamson) is a courier hired to take $1 million from Hong Kong to Mexico City via Los Angeles. Upon arriving in Los Angeles, however, Bolt quickly realizes he's been double-crossed. After a friend is killed and Bolt learns the money he's been hired to carry may be counterfeit, Bolt heads back to Hong Kong to get revenge on those who set him up. But that will mean he'll have to face a crime boss named Kumada and his army of trained martial arts killers.If nothing else, you've got to give the people responsible for That Man Bolt a little credit for trying something new. That Man Bolt is an odd mix of blaxploitation, martial arts, and espionage/spy thriller – and it almost works. The main problem is that the movie is about 20 minutes too long and the plot is so convoluted that it's impossible to follow or care about what's going on. One minute the money is counterfeit - then it's real - then it's counterfeit - then it's real . . . After a while, I stopped caring. Some judicious editing might have saved Bolt and turned it into something really special, because the movie had potential. Bolt is played by the always cool Fred Williamson. What he may lack in acting ability he makes up for by being the baddest dude around. The supporting cast isn't too shabby either. Teresa Graves and Byron Webster really stand out. Finally, the whole international jet-set feel of That Man Bolt really works. Locations as diverse as Macao and Las Vegas give the movie sort of a James Bond feel. Unfortunately, the unwieldy script keeps That Man Bolt from being anything better than average.

Luis Capote "That Man Bolt" is a film situated in that part of videoclubs, far away from new or famous films, and really really far away from classics. I take the box, read the synopsis and look for the cast, no one is known. So, one day I feel very unconscious and rent the film and what is that? A very, very boring film with some pseudo-martial-arts that extende its relaxant effects during two hours. The idea of this film is very, very similar to "Rush Hour 2" (Hong Kong, false money, Las Vegas...) but Jefferson "Hammer" Bolt has nothing to do compared with Jackie Chan martial art style or Chris Tucker sense of humour. Perfectly forgetable.