Legend of the Roller Blade Seven

I have been lucky enough to view copies of both LEGEND OF THE ROLLER BLADE SEVEN and the version which was released in Europe ROLLER BLADE SEVEN. Though the have an apparently similar source, they each have footage which is not seen in the other version. All I can say about these two films is that anybody who doesn't like them knows nothing about filmmaking. The visual scope, camera work, and editing of these features is masterful and the acting and dialogue were obviously created with Pure Art as a source point. These films are revolutionary and will no doubt be studied as true masterpieces of filmmaking by film students in the future. They are like a 90 minute music video. All I can say, if you can find them - WATCH THEM!

this movie just plain sucks. i was 12 when i watched it and back then i could handle almost any movie but i watched this for 25 minutes and just had to turn it off. the acting (and lack of it) was just terrible. it didnt even attempt to give you a clue of whats happening in the film. the action scenes were even worse. sometimes you never get sick of seeing a really good martial arts move but after you've seen one repeated several times consequetively it gets slightly frustrating. this is just one lame movie.

We knew that this was going to be a bad film. We watched it with full expectation that we would laugh at its inadequacies. I could not remember laughing so hard at a movie. My friends and I bonded closer together that day when we watched this film. How can you not laugh at such dialogue as "You're going into the wheel zone? There is so much danger!" "So much danger?" "So much danger!" "So much danger?" "So much danger!" and later, "A gift, from the Master of Light Institute! The sacred samurai sword!" "Thanks, Father Donaldo." "It has a lot of killing left in it... go in peace!"

I nearly busted a gut laughing at the comical sword play, the aforementioned dialogue, the scene repetitions, the penchant of many of the actors and actresses not to wear pants, and the overall strangeness of the film. I can see how a lot of things could be symbolic, but to us who do not possess the inside knowledge of the underground film industry, we will never understand the message the director is trying to babble across, and will keep having reactions such as this. I'm certainly going to look at the other two RB7 films from 1991 and 1993 now.

To all the "High Art" folks out there. Please continue to make movies such as these. They may be stirring, inspirational, paragons of genius to you; to me and my friends, they're funnier than just about every mainstream comedian I can think of. Thank you. :-)

If I told you anything about this movie, I'd have to steal the Dave Barry line "I am NOT making this up..." It is that ridiculous. If you enjoy laughing at bad movies with your friends, get Rollerblade 7.

Why let those two robots in the front row have all the fun?

I saw the worst movie I have ever seen in my entire life over the weekend.

I know people use "worst ever" all the time and don't literally mean it, but I just want to say I'm being completely serious.

Legend of the Rollerblade Seven.

NOTHING about this movie makes sense. The narrator is, apparently, a fat guy playing bongos while two bondage geared strippers writhe around in front of him, in the middle of some desert. Everyone else spends their time rolling around aimlessly in drainage ditches. Occasionally it will cut to some insane guy in a wheel chair (strangely, the best actor in the movie) who goes on unintelligible rants where he says things like "I want to get on a skateboard ... and fly away" and basically just repeats himself over and over for 5 minutes at a time. People also have a fondness for randomly teleporting around, dying and coming back to life without explanation, and having entire scenes where no one is actually speaking but the voices are dubbed over (I guess they're supposed to be communicating telepathically, but why? WHY?), etc.

There are a few cherished moments that made me cry with laughter. I would say that the song at the end is worth the purchase or rental of this movie alone; I pretty much couldn't breathe and was kicking feebly in the air as I rolled around with tears streaming down my face. The rest of the film, however, is just excruciating.

If you have the means to acquire this movie, I would suggest you do it, because if you can make it through this, you will be be fully mentally and physically prepared for any traumatic events to occur for the rest of your life.