If Hope and Crosby had ever taken karate classes, the result MIGHT have been "Firewalker", except for one thing - it would have been a good movie.

Try as he might, Norris is about as successful at light comedy as I would be at karate. Gossett is far better as his constantly grumbling sidekick, but he won an Oscar, for crying out loud! What's he going in a Golan-Globus flick?!! And Melody Anderson is just about the death knell for any movie she's ever been in.

I'm sorry, there's a slight story here. Seems Anderson wants to find the treasure her father was looking for before he died, so she hires Norris and Gossett to help her find it. Of course a huge evil guy known as El Coyote (Landham) wants it, too, and he has some kind of magic powers to help him, and he wears an eyepatch and casts an evil spell once in a while and.... Yawned, sorry. And Rhys-Davies pops up (as he did in "Raiders of the Lost Ark". Coincidence?) as a comrade briefly.

There are a couple of fights here and there and some derring-do that doesn't look all that derring. And for those who care, Gossett pulls the same kind of trick here he did near the end of "Iron Eagle" (if you saw that film, you know what I'm talking about).

But this is supposed to be a comedy. Yeah, Chuck Norris in a comedy. This is about as funny as receiving one of Norris' roundhouse kicks to your jaw. Any comedy would be in trouble if, while you're watching it, you can think up ten better gags than the one you've already seen onscreen.

This one is in BIG trouble.

One star, since Gossett by himself is as close to humor as this mess gets. But play it safe: walk on by "Firewalker".