The Exterminator himself, Robert Ginty stars in this so-so Mad Max inspired yarn as a mumbling, selfish hard arse who rides around a post apocalyptic world on a souped up, talking motorbike whilst intermittently having various tussles with a number of different tribal gangs who dwell in this (suprisingly lush, green and pleasant looking) new land. In addition, our man also finds himself up against a Nazi like regime headed by B-movie fave Donald Plesence and his 'Mega Weapon' (in reality a black painted tipper truck!)
Obviously filmed on the cheap with less than spectacular action sequences, poor fx and some pretty dire acting throughout, the film does nonetheless provide some mild amusement for its running time if you approach it in the correct frame of mind i.e. don't expect much from it!
Certainly one of the lesser efforts in the post nuke/road warrior genre it is still probably worth at least one watch if only for a bit of a giggle (and for some light nostalgia) at just what filmmakers could get away with releasing back in the early 80's. Having said this, I would admittedly still take this film any day over much of the high gloss/low substance crap that Hollywood churns out en masse nowadays!
One final note: If you thought that Johnny no.5 from the Short Circuit films was bloody infuriating then just wait until you see the talking bike in this.....suffice to say, it induced in me a curious, almost uncontrollable urge to batter the hell out of it with a sledge hammer!
Obviously filmed on the cheap with less than spectacular action sequences, poor fx and some pretty dire acting throughout, the film does nonetheless provide some mild amusement for its running time if you approach it in the correct frame of mind i.e. don't expect much from it!
Certainly one of the lesser efforts in the post nuke/road warrior genre it is still probably worth at least one watch if only for a bit of a giggle (and for some light nostalgia) at just what filmmakers could get away with releasing back in the early 80's. Having said this, I would admittedly still take this film any day over much of the high gloss/low substance crap that Hollywood churns out en masse nowadays!
One final note: If you thought that Johnny no.5 from the Short Circuit films was bloody infuriating then just wait until you see the talking bike in this.....suffice to say, it induced in me a curious, almost uncontrollable urge to batter the hell out of it with a sledge hammer!