JumpCutz

Definitely. In reality he was a petite feminine pretty boy dancer.

at people thinking he was a some sort of bad ass. The macho characters he played were just ridiculously silly.

Norm de Plume

I think he just wanted to clarify to his neophyte crew not to continue beating on the hapless dude. "Be nice. He has had enough."
Gettin' down to lustful business with a minimum of fuss and muss. Who needs to go through the tedious undressing routine?
I agree with you that the Wesley part is anticlimactic and unsatisfying. The final 15 minutes or so, following the throat-ripping death of Wesley's son (conveniently viewable from Wesley's balcony across the river) are the worst, least-entertaining part of the movie. First off, the scene with the Mercedes coupe with the knife in the pedal flying through the air and landing right by Wesley's group of flunkies before exploding is eye-rollingly improbable. Then, there's the introduction of an almost light tone as Dalton, who has in the meantime somehow sprinted a great distance from the origin of the car and is now prowling around the exterior of the house, plays hide-and-seek with said flunkies - who dutifully split up - , picking them off around the house one at a time, culminating in the frightened, no-longer-threatening fatso having the stuffed bear fall onto him. Then we're supposed to believe a man in his 50s with no discernible fighting skills can bring The Great Dalton to the brink of a beatdown (the orchestral music that keeps rising during this scene is terrible).
I actually like that Dalton ultimately renounces violence and refuses to kill Wesley, deferring instead to the townsfolk who have suffered at his hands. He wants out of the tough-guy business so he can have a future with the doc, who was disgusted with the previous night's display of savagery (the undisciplined throat-ripping) from her suitor.
I think the finale, as well as the movie's premise (minus the bouncer-in-a-bar part), were inspired by the real-life case of town bully Ken McElroy, who terrorized a Missouri town for years before being shot in his pickup in 1981 by still-unknown persons (dozens of bystanders claimed to have seen nothing).
Sure, you don't even have to go that obscure. Bruce Lee's Fist of Fury, Chinese Connection, and Return of the Dragon are all better in terms of pure revenge against unrepentant villains/bullies.
I hate to think of it as cheese, because I generally avoid cheesy (i.e bad) movies. It's deliciously brainless macho posturing and violence with some cheesy dialogue.

OldBoy

Road House by a hair...

Living Dead

I think most of his movies suck, but after hearing the news of his death, all I could think about was watching Road House. I love that fucking movie... awesome action scenes, great one-liners, plenty of tits, a monster truck, guns, knives, explosions... it's the perfect guilty pleasure movie and THE best fight movie ever, IMO.

No man alive has ever kicked so much ass while rocking a mullet.