This movie is a fever dream packed with 80s-tastic, dystopian/post-apocalyptic cheesy sleaze. Partial nudity in the first 60 seconds and all-gas-no-brakes from there. If David Lynch, Jim Henson, Bob Guccioni, Tommy Wiseau, and Willard Huyck had a baby, that baby might have written and directed this movie...after smoking, snorting, and injecting every drug on the planet, that is. Actually, it was directed by Donald G. Jackson, who schlock fans may know as the director of "Roller Gator," which has a personal distinction for me as being the lowest-rated movie (on IMDb) that I have ever watched (as of this writing: 1.2/10!!). Fear not, though, friends-this movie beats the ever-loving *skates* off of Roller Gator in all of the best-worst ways possible.
Let's get the obvious out of the way-there is ***nothing*** "good" about this movie. No shining moment stands out as well done, or even decent. What makes it good is its seemingly headlong, pell-mell, Ratfink-with-his-tongue-out, making Usain Bolt look slow, pedal-to-the-metal race to the bottom. And by "bottom," I mean so far to the bottom it probably goes through the center of the earth and out into deep space.
From the balls to the wall, time capsule-esque 80s-ness, to the horribly cartoonish dubbing, to the ridiculous and also-cartoonish costumes, to the premise, to the "plot" (LOL!!!), to the dialogue, to the "acting," to...well everything about it, it's so campy it's actually painful to watch-in a good way.
If you, like me, truly are a lover of seriously abysmally BAD "films," (not just so bad it's good but just BAD) this one will make your entire day. I hereby pronounce it the greatest worst movie of all time, which is saying something as I've seen a lot of stinkers in my day.
One last thing I'll say is that I'm so glad I didn't eat an edible before watching this. It might have permanently broken my brain 😂 I implore you to urgently give this low-hanging-fruit-salad of-I struggle to say-"cinema" a chance and see if you don't laugh as hard as I did.
Let's get the obvious out of the way-there is ***nothing*** "good" about this movie. No shining moment stands out as well done, or even decent. What makes it good is its seemingly headlong, pell-mell, Ratfink-with-his-tongue-out, making Usain Bolt look slow, pedal-to-the-metal race to the bottom. And by "bottom," I mean so far to the bottom it probably goes through the center of the earth and out into deep space.
From the balls to the wall, time capsule-esque 80s-ness, to the horribly cartoonish dubbing, to the ridiculous and also-cartoonish costumes, to the premise, to the "plot" (LOL!!!), to the dialogue, to the "acting," to...well everything about it, it's so campy it's actually painful to watch-in a good way.
If you, like me, truly are a lover of seriously abysmally BAD "films," (not just so bad it's good but just BAD) this one will make your entire day. I hereby pronounce it the greatest worst movie of all time, which is saying something as I've seen a lot of stinkers in my day.
One last thing I'll say is that I'm so glad I didn't eat an edible before watching this. It might have permanently broken my brain 😂 I implore you to urgently give this low-hanging-fruit-salad of-I struggle to say-"cinema" a chance and see if you don't laugh as hard as I did.
Tell Your Friends