I decided to watch this film, because the concept struck me as interesting. As a scriptwriter and film buff, I'm always open to unconventional ideas.
I forgive low budget results, but I don't forgive sloppy film making.
The basic premise of this movie revolves around the promise of nudity, blood, and action. The nudity is fine. The blood is fine. The action is eh with some interesting nude fight scenes. The music, lighting, and photo direction is low quality.
The story is where things really unravel. We're told early on the 'master mind' is a cripple. He can barely walk, but during the training sessions he can fight like bruce lee.
The training sessions are far from interesting and take up a good chunk of the movie running time. Yawn, yawn, and more yawn.
We're told she must bury the weapons in her own body to smuggle it. The guards use guns linked to their own finger prints to ensure that they can't be used against them. Fair enough. Ever heard of a knife? She manages to take out one bulky guard in hand to hand combat with no weapons. Why not cut off his finger to use it on the gun? There is also a lack of emotional connection with the main characters. The mastermind is seeking revenge over the death of his wife, but he coldly kills a naked woman to showcase how long it takes for someone to bleed to death from a breast wound. Yikes! I'm not sure what is more creepy, his psychotic Japanese lectures, or the mad laughter of the necrophiliac that peppers the film in disturbing frequency.
The suspension of belief hit another brick wall with the whole bleeding thing. How can the woman tear up her flesh to extract the gun parts without shutting down from pain? The amount of so much blood pouring out of her in seconds makes it hard to believe that she can still stand let alone fight. At the rate of blood flow, which magically disappears later, 22 minutes seem impossible.
Overall, this is a 1 star movie. It's worth watching for the nude fighting scenes. I'm of the opinion that this idea should be transplanted into a different story, which is better executed, and hopefully with a coherent script.
I forgive low budget results, but I don't forgive sloppy film making.
The basic premise of this movie revolves around the promise of nudity, blood, and action. The nudity is fine. The blood is fine. The action is eh with some interesting nude fight scenes. The music, lighting, and photo direction is low quality.
The story is where things really unravel. We're told early on the 'master mind' is a cripple. He can barely walk, but during the training sessions he can fight like bruce lee.
The training sessions are far from interesting and take up a good chunk of the movie running time. Yawn, yawn, and more yawn.
We're told she must bury the weapons in her own body to smuggle it. The guards use guns linked to their own finger prints to ensure that they can't be used against them. Fair enough. Ever heard of a knife? She manages to take out one bulky guard in hand to hand combat with no weapons. Why not cut off his finger to use it on the gun? There is also a lack of emotional connection with the main characters. The mastermind is seeking revenge over the death of his wife, but he coldly kills a naked woman to showcase how long it takes for someone to bleed to death from a breast wound. Yikes! I'm not sure what is more creepy, his psychotic Japanese lectures, or the mad laughter of the necrophiliac that peppers the film in disturbing frequency.
The suspension of belief hit another brick wall with the whole bleeding thing. How can the woman tear up her flesh to extract the gun parts without shutting down from pain? The amount of so much blood pouring out of her in seconds makes it hard to believe that she can still stand let alone fight. At the rate of blood flow, which magically disappears later, 22 minutes seem impossible.
Overall, this is a 1 star movie. It's worth watching for the nude fighting scenes. I'm of the opinion that this idea should be transplanted into a different story, which is better executed, and hopefully with a coherent script.