When a heavily armed gang of kidnappers take hostage one of the city's most influential bankers and proceed to kick him repeatedly in the groin until his balls come out of his nose (250 hits apparently being the magic number), tough maverick cop Chuck Steel leaps into action, guns a-blazing.
A claymation pastiche of the '80s action genre, director Mike Mort's Raging Balls of Steel Justice is 15 minutes of pure animated excess, packed full of gloriously over-the-top violence and shamelessly unsophisticated humour. But even though the script is undeniably crude, the execution is far from it: Mort's animation is wonderful, with great characters, lovingly detailed models, and oodles of plasticine gore, with impressive use of CGI effects to enhance the action (huge explosions being tough to make out of modelling clay).
Admittedly, a couple of the gags don't work as well as they might—the over-sexed police robot getting it on with inanimate objects isn't funny enough to be repeated as often as it is—but overall this is a very enjoyable way to waste a quarter of an hour.
7.5/10, rounded up to 8 for Steel's accidental 250th wallop in the banker's bits, which does indeed result in the guys nuts dangling from his nostrils.