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The Guyver. I rented this film for a couple of reasons. Firstly, I remembered watching it as a kid some Saturday morning and thinking it was cool. Weird pre-pubescent flashbacks become rarer and rarer for me these days, so I try to indulge them when I can. (This explains my rather extensive Rainbow Brite collection that no one will ever see.) The second reason I rented this movie was it promised to be a monster-rama of anime proportions. At some point I remember seeing a Guyver anime, but all that I really remember has something to do with Elf genetics, so I'm probably confusing it with something else entirely. So why are you reading this and why am I typing it? Because The Guyver ended up scaring the bejeezus out of me. Sadly it did this for all the wrong reasons. What was good? The monsters. This film has more monsters in Latex than most movies I run across. What was bad? The monster that is Mark Hamill. All will become clear, my son. Let us make our journey as short and as safe as possible. Let us begin. Renamed
David Gale, a personal icon of mine for his work on the
Re-Animator
Sean is having less luck, as, apparently, in his fight
with a street gang, he's accidentally opened a magical artifact with his
forehead. I guess. One moment he's getting his ass handed to
him, the next he's a cyborg wiping the floor with random street goons.
When he does notice something's different about him....What's the first
thing he checks out? His crotch. I'm not saying he's fixated,
there just happens to be a rather long moment o
The monster squad, led by Berryman, chase Mizky, Hamill, and Sean into an abandoned warehouse. Besides the big freak Berryman, we have an elephant monster, a rapping gangsta Gremlin clad in gold chains, and a female monster that equates to Alf with breasts. Alf with Breasts. Sweet Jesus. Sean isn't too great a fighter yet as we watch a long fight scene that pretty much ends with him killing a couple of monsters before he "kills" Mizky accidentally. As he cries like a little girl, the remaining monsters tear him apart, literally. Apparently, by removing the Guyver's big ol' (forehead) ball, he melts into...butter? Anyway, remove his ball and he dies. I'm the same way myself, personally. But while this is happening, the lurking Hamill shows up.
Now, cinematically, it has been established that Mizky Now keep in mind I did say that was a LONG fight scene. There are only really two fight scenes in the entire movie. Both of them are about half an hour long each. Now, the costumes are good, but I'd have to say the cartoon noises everyone makes when they hit each other, combined with the goofy physical comedy of clumsy monsters, makes these fight scenes seem about three days longer than they should be. Also, despite Sean's earlier attendance to an Aikido school, all the fighting in this movie ends up being bar-style brawling. This doesn't stop our hero from making "I'm a ninja" noises and waving his hands around spastically like most 8 year olds after watching a Bruce Lee film. So Hamill, Sean's big ball, and Mizky have all been captured by the monsters. While I'm guessing Sean is the most screwed (seeing how he's just a big metal testicle at this point) the horrors that David Gale has for the trio are nothing if not creative.
Poor Mizky. Of all the things that I would hate to wake up to, waking to David Gale touching me and licking his fingers is pretty high on the list. (To be fair, waking up a giant metal testicle wasn't on the list until this movie but its pretty high up there too.) Mizky has used her beauty to soothe the savage Gale, who promptly invites her to become a mutant in his organization (Hamill is already being mutated in the background). Of course he gives her a tour of his secret lab, which allows her to find out what's become of Sean's forehead testicle. Apparently, a Dr. East (played by Jeffery Combs who played Dr. West in the Re-animator. ha ha ha ha ha.) has Sean's ball in an aquarium and is attempting to re-grow the magic suit from it. Apparently the Guyver suit is a living thing, built to protect its user. So, when Mizky steals its ball, and a monster accidentally swallows it, it makes PERFECT SENSE that the Guyver-Sean rises out of the choking monster whole and ready to fight evil. Perfect sense, I SWEAR. Point is: Its time for another half-hour eternity of monster fighting. Oh and Hamill? In the ensuing fight scene there are two
points concerning our little sleazy-monkey. 1: There are 2. Hamill was in a tank of goo being turned into a mutant earlier in the scene. After all the monsters are dead (boring bar fighting disguised as kung fu) Hamill falls over cramping. Here's where I'm pretty sure the directors realized that Hamill was so repulsive that they needed to satiate the audience. But how? By turning Mark Hamill into GIANT MUTANT COCKROACH. There is justice in this film. On a side note, take time to watch a far too long and far too loving goodbye from the Guyver to the dying Hamill. Anticlimactic finish: David Gale turns into a dinosaur and the Guyver suit's nipple cannon takes care of him. Guyver-Sean turns back into just regular Sean. Here he yet again hyper-focuses on his crotch. And the surprise ending? The rapper Monster, who I excluded for most of the review, was left unmentioned because I can't talk about a jive-talking homie without pointing out how frickin' racist this character is. But to illuminate this almost forgotten point: The last line of the film is our little Gangsta Gremlin being hired by the CIA. His response? "DYN-O-MITE!" Apparently, when I was twelve I thought this film was
pretty cool...so maybe I'm too old to appreciate it. Maybe so,
but I'm going to have nightmares concerning how Mark Hamill behaves when
he's picking up prostitutes off the street in his "I'm not middle-age"
convertible. In closing, I'd like to say that for a film that has over
an hour of fighting, it's kind of boring, and a waste of David Gale's
talent. On the plus side, it's Hamill in a way you never wanted to see
him. Maybe I'll review one of the new edition Star Wars films, just to
give him another chance in Head Injury Theatre. Special thanks to
Screaming Mad George (the special effects guy of much fame and director of
this film) for going the extra mile and convincingly turning Hamill into a
piece of insect vermin.
Editor's note: My apologies to Mark Hamill, wherever you are. Your voice entertained me so many times without my even knowing it. From video games to animated features, you have been there, lurking.
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