The Gauntlet (1977) review

Phoenix detective (and scruffy boozer) Ben Shockley (Eastwood) is assigned the task of flying to Las Vegas and bringing back prostitute Gus Mally (Sondra Locke), who's a "key witness" in a trial, but Shockley quickly discovers seemingly everyone in the American Southwest wants her dead ... and there are even betting odds on whether or not she makes it out alive.  This was intended as a "re-imagining" of the Dirty Harry franchise - Eastwood's character doesn't kill a single person in the entire movie - and both Clint and Sondra have some chemistry together (at the time, they were a real-life couple), but the screenplay is poorly thought out, as it consistently challenges any sort of logic (to give one example: couldn't the baddies have just gotten to Gus in prison?).  The scenes where the cops waste tens of thousands of bullets tearing up a house, a car and then a bus (the latter in broad daylight when people are working) are wacky, since they miss the lady entirely and only clip Ben in the leg: where's the next Frank Hamer when you need him?