One of the prominent words on the again of the Fist of the North Star field is "splatterfest." Although you will not discover that the Oxford English Dictionary, if you probably did the definition ought to learn "See: Fist of the North Star." This movie version of the camp-traditional Tv series did not just kick (or punch) start the genre of ultraviolent Hentai Anime gore-fests in the US, it defines it. This infamous theatrical remake of the Fist of the North Star Tv sequence boils all of the martial arts mumbo-jumbo, submit-apocalyptic drama, and over-the-high musclebound freaks beating each other to a gooey pulp of the unique down into an abbreviated version of the seminal exploding-head-a-minute splatterfest romp.

Higher entertainment, Fist of the North Star isn't, but it outlined the splatterfest style in the early years of fashionable anime in the US, and for ninety minutes of late-evening heckling with some associates or followers of classic '80s gory anime, it's exhausting to go wrong with this film version of the genre-defining unique. True to the tradition of late-evening kung fu flicks, when you are taking a movie that was in all probability making an attempt to take itself severely, throw in some awkward writing, a number of really terrible one-liners, and slightly corny appearing, you get something that is more enjoyable than it in all probability ought to be (not less than in that Mystery Science Theater 3000 kind of approach).

It tries (relatively unsuccessfully due in part to Streamline's cheesy dub) to be extra critical than the Tv version, the viscera is executed (put meant) with an attention-grabbing type of creative flair, and there's a clunker of an cerebral ending thrown on high, however in the long run the movie knows its audience is simply waiting for the well-known line "You're already dead.", and it serves it (and the next popped crania) up with applicable relish and glee.