Killing American Style

I had high hopes for this film, having found Samurai Cop to be hilarious in its ineptitude. Unfortunately, director Amir Shervan seems to have learned a few things about film-making since then, and that's a bad thing. What I was hoping would be an incompetently funny movie is instead just plain boring. It does contain Shervan's usual tropes - big beefy men, hot 80's chicks, crappy fight scenes - but lacks the corniness of Samurai Cop.

There are a few things recycled over from Samurai Cop; some locations seem familiar and one song was straight from the last movie. But the biggest letdowns in the film are what's not in it. Everyone in this film who has long hair keeps it - there are no wigs that are in danger of falling off. Every reverse shot in a conversation takes place in the same location, unlike in Samurai Cop where actors are in obviously different rooms. And there are no bad pontificating speeches, reuse of locations (like the parking lot in Samurai Cop), or senseless stunts like Robert Z'Dar hiding in a laundry basket for no apparent reason. The result is just a bad movie that makes me want to fall asleep. A complete letdown.