“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Monday, October 24, 2016
High Kicks (1993)
How bad is it? It's like porn without nudity. Should you see it? Yes. This is developing a cult following.
An aerobics studio owner is raped by the most diverse gang possible. Then a karate afficionado with a mullet helps her get revenge, fall in love and develop an exercise program combining karate and aerobics - karobics. There's huge plot holes; for example, you never know how they find any of the bad guys. The actors can't act, though some have some martial arts skills. There's extended aerobics sequences focusing on butts and boobs, but there's no music and there's no nudity. There's a strange homoeroticism that pervades the film as well. It's terrible, but I couldn't stop watching it.