A “Star Wars”-style word scroll informs us that the nuclear war has been fought, leaving the Earth a post-apocalyptic wasteland, but the world we see in the movie isn’t very wastelandy at all, what with all the scenic country roads and large office complexes. We meet “The Warrior” (Robert Ginty), a completely average and fairly loathsome guy who crashes his “Supersonic Speed Cycle” into a very obvious and easily avoidable wall. This convinces some fey, robe-clad elderly types that he is some sort of chosen one, so Fred “Hammer” Williamson and Persis “Star Trek” Kambata (with hair) enlist him to help save her Jimmy Carter-like father from the vaguely evil Prossor (enduring fav Donald Pleasance, great as always). What evil things Prossor is up to are unclear, although they involve lots of Nazi-looking guards who turn into dummies when they fall off of buildings. Plus he employs lots of leather-clad S&M dancers who stretch and gyrate all over each other, which doesn’t seem very evil at all to me.
Anyhoo, despite his constant whining and lack of any discernible skills, The Warrior succeeds in saving Carter, only to leave Persis behind for no reason other than him being a total jerk. He and Carter go to a fight in the desert that looks like the one from the beginning of “Any Which Way You Can”, save for the monkey pooping in squad cars. After fighting a bunch of random characters (ninjas, amazons, truckers, a lumberjack dwarf, a Divine look-a-like) he gets them all to unite to take on Prossor, who employs “Megaweapon” to demolish them. Megaweapon is a giant truck modified to spurt flames out it’s front and- that’s about it. It’s really slow and clunky and easy to avoid, but it does manage to crush Warrior’s incredibly annoying bike (which, I failed to mention, talks. In a Valley Girl voice. Ick.). Megaweapon easily out-acts the unintelligible Ginty.
Some other stuff happens and they rescue Persis, following which Mr. Warrior lays a big, wet, long, nauseating kiss on her, rubbing his livery lips and stubbly beard all over her entire face for several excruciating minutes. She seems to enjoy it, even though he’s a twit who left her behind to die at Prossor’s hands. Oh, and there’s a plot twist that fails to make any sense or have any impact on the story, but at least they put forth the effort to have a twist.
I recommend this movie to any one who gets emotionally erect over explosions. There are lots of things blowing up, sometimes in luxurious slow motion. Sometimes we get to see the same explosion from many angles. It’s pyro-porno.
