Weekend Watching: Fist of the North Star
How did I, of all people, not know this was a thing? Surely someone (probably Gezere) has discussed it here before; I must have missed that discussion.
Anyway, I got back from my semi-annual "oh god this is why I quit smoking cigars" reminder event late last night and stumbled upon this gem on Netflix. Again, how could I have not known it existed?
First off, if you have absolutely no clue what I'm talking about, here's a... umm... just watch.
Mad Max Steroid Jesus Bruce Lee travels through a post-apocalyptic wasteland and curb stomps people using a martial art that could only exist within the context of anime or an asthmatic teenage nerd's revenge fantasy.
The anime paved the way for pretty much every retarded/awesome (retardsome?) animated fighting-related thing to come out of Japan for the last 20 years, including Dragonball Z and Naruto.
But otaku weaboo crap aside, you'd expect a movie like this to be as bad as, oh, pretty much every other movie that was based on an anime or manga. For example:
Or this steaming pile of monkeyshit:
Instead, the film co-stars this guy:
And this guy:
And even more shockingly, this guy:
Who you might remember better as this guy:
Also, Downtown Julie Brown for some unfathomable reason.
Unfortunately, this isn't a movie review, so I'm not going to tell you whether or not it was good: I fell asleep shortly after turning it on when both the Red Bull and nicotine wore off simultaneously just as the first fight scene was about to start.
But with the unexpected cast and scale of the film in the opening bit, especially when I was expecting something MST3K-worthy, it's something you should probably check out if you find yourself with absolutely nothing else to do this weekend.