Slayground

Slayground is a 1983 British crime thriller film directed by Terry Bedford and starring Peter Coyote, Mel Smith and Billie Whitelaw. The screenplay was by Trevor Preston, adapted from Slayground, the 14th Parker novel (1971) by Donald E. Westlake (as Richard Stark).

Cast

 * Peter Coyote as Stone
 * Mel Smith as Terry Abbatt
 * Billie Whitelaw as Madge
 * Philip Sayer as Costello
 * Bill Luhrs as Joe Sheer
 * Marie Masters as Joni
 * Clarence Felder as Orxel
 * Ned Eisenberg as Lonzini
 * David Hayward as Laufman
 * Michael M. Ryan as Danard
 * Barrett Mulligan as Lucy
 * Kelli Maroney as Jolene
 * Margareta Arvidssen as Grete
 * Rosemary Martin as Dr. King
 * Malcolm Terris as Venner
 * Jon Morrison as Webb
 * Cassie Stuart as Fran
 * Debby Bishop as Beth
 * Stephen Yardley as Turner
 * P. H. Moriarty as Seeley
 * Zig Byfield as Sams
 * Erick Ray Evans as Malpas
 * Bill Dean as compére
 * Ozzie Yue as waiter
 * Tony Devon as Joey

Production
In early 1983 Barry Spikings left Thorn EMI and Verity Lambert was appointed head of production. Lambert's first slate of films was Slayground, Comfort and Joy, Illegal Aliens (which became Morons from Outer Space) and Dreamchild. Filming had finished by November 1983. "I believe all these films have international appeal," said Lambert.

Reception
The Monthly Film Bulletin wrote: "Flashdance meets film noir for this disappointingly lame front-runner from the new EMI stable. A directing début for Terry Bedford, formerly lighting cameraman for Adrian Lyne then for Monty Python and the Holy Grail and Jabberwocky, and now teamed with commercials cameraman Stephen Smith, Slayground is full of portentous camerawork that loads even a simple bus-stop arrival with heavily irrelevant suspense. ... Slayground offers a beginner's course in customary crimethriller images, culminating in the fairground shoot-out, all ho-ho masks and halls of mirrors, for those who may have forgotten how these things always used to be done. Littered with fashionably upright corpses, the film offers the ultimate affront in the concept of its gloating, faceless killer, fountaining bullets as from the hosepipe of a demented gardener (our team has scrupulously noted Assault on Precinct 13 along with Lady from Shanghai and Bugsy Malone), and almost as immune to retaliation as the bogeyman in Halloween. Rather as with the mystery girl at the start – and, for that matter, the film's title itself – his presence seems to mean something but nobody, it appears, could quite remember what."