A westerner named Casey, studying Ninjutsu in Japan, is asked by the Sensei to return to New York to protect the legendary Yoroi Bitsu, an armored chest that contains the weapons of the last Koga Ninja.
Casey, a Westerner studies Ninjitsu in Japan. And in their Master's possession is an Ninja armor with some legendary weapons which goes to a deserving person. Masazuka, another student thinks he is that person but the Master has an affinity for Casey. One day Masazuka attacks Casey and Casey defends himself scarring Masazuka. Masazuka would be banished. He would then become an assassin, who works for a group criminals called The Ring. Masazuka would return demanding the armor but the Master still refuses. The Master tells Casey and his daughter, Namiko to take the armor to America were it can be kept from Masazuka. After killing the Master, Masazuka follows them to Anmerica and tries to get it. Casey is erroneously arrested for crimes committed by Masazuka. He eventually abducts Namiko and demands turn the armor to him. Casey tells him if he wants he'll have to fight him for it.Written by
So at one point, the leader of a cult that really has little bearing on anything in this movie proclaims, "We control the life blood of this planet!"
Wait, what? It's not just that it makes little sense. It makes no sense whatsoever. Not much of this movie does.
But hey, you want a tight plot that makes sense and gives you pause to think? Netflix "Glengarry Glen ****ing Ross." This ain't that.
You want to see a ninja cut a man's arm off with his ninja sword and the man goes "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!" while blood spurts out of his stump, then this is the movie for you.
You want to see a stacked gravure idol as a dojo master's daughter who always needs to be saved just because she's a stacked gravure idol and even though she's a ninja, too, then this is the movie for you.
You want shurikens, poison blowgun darts, a ninja flying suit, and an SUV that rolls over and blows up spectacularly for NO FREAKING REASON, then this is the movie for you.
You want to see two ninjas have swordfight on the rooftop of a skyscraper with the Empire State Building in the background and you say, "This is the most awesomest thing ever!" in your best Peter Griffin voice, then babe, this is the ****ing movie for you.
You want sense? Read Jane ****ing Austen. You want ninjawesome, grab this baby, some chips and a Stella Artois and you're set for the night, brochacho.
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