The final Street fighter movie is quite a disappointment, feeling more like a James Bond wannabe flick than the brutal movies before it. Sonny Chiba runs around with different face masks to conceal his identity and the fights aren't near as brutal as they should be. It's not all bad, Reiko Ike looks as gorgeous as always and there are a few decent action scenes but as a swansong this is pretty sad.
Surprisingly somber and restrained (well, apart from the little dances that two of the victims make just before they die) little picture about a wrongly accused man who uses his astral body to get revenge. It also had quite an anount of nudity and gore for a PG movie which almost makes you think that it started out as an exploitation movie (or vice versa) but the filmmakers realized halfway through that they could make something out of it. Damn fine 70:s PG horror really.
Il notti del terrore aka Burial ground is my all time favorite go to movie when everything else fail, I watch it at least once a year, it has that level of comfort. I'm not even going to bother to write a review this time, just tell you a little story.
Everyone who has seen the movie knows the effigy that is Peter Bark, the adult male with the horrendous haircut that plays the incestous Michael. You'll never forget him…
One of my dearest friends got married today and I couldn't attend because I am at home with a nasty fever. Which sucks. :(
So I decided to do the next best thing, nod off on the couch to his favorite movie of all time. My little tribute.
Here's to you Fred and Gregory. Five stars.