Hands down, this is the most inept spectacle ever made, filled with
senseless violence perpetrated against the friends of the fictional Carl J.
Sukenick, played by the director, etc: the real Carl J. Sukenick. This
film, mostly shot on video, has lots of martial arts battles the cast
laughs through, a noisy soundtrack that sounds like it was played by an on -set stereo (what the heck is a music "recomposer" anyway?), and a scene in
which a female enemy agent plays around with the weapons she is stealing,
after taking her top off, which delays her to the point that Carl's friend
Joe makes it to her, and wants to rape her as a punishment, stealing her
bra and stroking her breasts. The almost-certainly pseudonymed actress
Deveen Dellisee wears a black mask throughout the entire film. Characters
are brutally maimed for no apparent reason, and Carl wins by killing
everybody, one of whom he sets on fire in a scene
that used Panavison film. About the only things that make this thing worth
watching are its chronic repetitiveness, such "My name is Carl Sukenick, I
remember, I remember. I remember I remember (etc.)" and "I sent my friend
Joe to stop the female enemy agent from stealing the weapons from the
base. I said I sent my friend Joe to stop the female enemy agent from
stealing the weapons from the base," both of which are in the narration!
Even in the stop-motion climax, a hand is hacked up into nothingness,
corpses are savaged, in what is perhaps the ultimate garbage ever made on
film, but hardly disgusting enough to make it offensive, merely stupid.