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No meaning, no sense,
no redeeming features whatsoever, VERSUS is best described by its director
as: Prisoner KSG-301 escapes from the slammer with one bracelet of a handcuff clamped around his right wrist, the other end clamped around some poor sap's severed arm. A fashion-forward yakuza gang is supposed to get him to safety, but they insist on hanging out and waiting for the boss, passing the time by tormenting a random female hostage. They're getting on KSG-301's nerves, he tells them to stop, they won't, there's a short sharp eruption of violence and the yakuza guys wind up in the dirt with sucking chest wounds. Movie over? Not
quite. See, this is a magic forest, and the recently deceased yakuza
come back to life, and KSG-301 and the hostage make a run for it, with
a growing army of kung fu kicking zombies on their tails. Proving just
how far a determined director with a simple goal, a shameless cast,
and some cool ideas for new ways to kill zombies can go, VERSUS has
nothing on its mind but pure cinematic anarchy. Irredeemable, inexcusable,
indefensible - but fun. |
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