Crude, sketchy and scattershot, “The FP” wants desperately to win the love of cult- and B-movie lovers everywhere. A parody of 1980s sports dramas (like “Kickboxer”) and ’70s stoner action pictures (“The Warriors”), with dashes of “Flashdance” glam and a setting faintly recalling Southern-fried revenge movies (say, “Walking Tall,” but with shoulder pads), it falls all over itself to lampoon its midnight-movie forebears even as it borrows their contrivances.
In a not-too-distant future, two gangs wage a battle in Frazier Park, Calif. (“the FP”), each employing champions in a competition involving a dance platform and a Space Invaders-like video game. When the noble BTRO (pronounced BEE-tro) (Brandon Barrera) is murdered through vague means by the dastardly, trash-talking L Dubba E (Lee Valmassy), BTRO’s younger brother and protégé, the laconic JTRO (right, pronounced JAY-tro) (Jason Trost, in a “Karate Kid” headband) and an “Escape From New York” eye patch), retires from the game. A year later their friend KC/DC (Art Hsu) urges JTRO to face L Dubba E. It helps that JTRO wants to rescue the trailer-park angel Stacey (Caitlyn Folley) from L Dubba E’s clutches.
This low-budget production comes courtesy of the Trost family: Sarah Trost designed the mix-and-match costumes; her brother Jason Trost conceived the story and wrote and directed it with the other brother, Brandon, who was also the cinematographer; their father, Ron Trost, was an executive producer and handled effects. But family ties don’t help it cohere.
The film has an effective synthesizer score by George Holdcroft. It also offers some funny bits (a hokey prechampionship workout montage, a ridiculous gunfight), but not enough. And for such a film, its bargain-basement production values and lack of wit unexpectedly prove a greater liability than an asset.