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Mad Bull is a wonderful example of the Japanese's warped view of American culture. It takes place in an alternate universe New York City where the palpable scent of death, decay, and violence permeates the air. A fresh, half Japanese recruit is teamed with a seasoned veteran nick-named Mad Bull for his tendency to shoot people's heads off a segment at a time. The recruit is serious and by the book, and Mad Bull would rather spend his time sleeping with prostitutes.

Naturally, in the beginning there is some tension between the two partners, stemming almost entirely from the recruit's contempt of Mad Bull's habit of sleeping with prostitutes and then stealing their money. He even has a cadre of whores that he pimps to his partner so he can lose his virginity. And this is the protagonist! He's the guy we're supposed to relate to! Amazing!

Eventually the mismatched duo need to work together in order to fight the character I have christened the "Super Negro"--a bad ass pimp (of course) who wants to do some bad stuff. I wish I could remember what that stuff is, but it's really secondary to Mad Bull's random outbursts of violent fury.

You should definitely view this if you are a fan of misogyny, violence, racial stereotypes, and heroes with absolutely no moral compunction. I loved it.

Hyperbole aside, this is one of the most entertaining videos available. The story is incomprehensible, at least it is to my western sentiments, and it makes no attempt to adhere to any form of rational logic.

In the not too distant future, in an underground post apocalyptic Tokyo, gangs fight each other for control of food and resources while trying to escape to the outside world. While digging through the rubble, one of the gangs discovers a gigantic man just standing behind the wall. He's just friggin' standing there. And we later discover that he's been standing there for six months!

Well, suffice it to say, the gang wants to use this behemoth to protect their sector of the wasteland from their much more rowdy and violent rivals, who ride around whooping it up on their motocycles. They also posses an indestructible glandular freak of their own, who has a girlfriend with an oddly testosterone-enhanced voice.

Back at HQ, the modern day hercules explains that he has no given name, but in a moment of high drama, he pulls out his jack knife and, in a deep sonorous voice, declares "I have taken my name from my trusty jack knife, so you can call me Jack." The newly christened "Jack" then pauses dramatically before thrusting his knife upon the table and in a hushed, intense voice adds, "VIOLENCE JACK!"

That's when I knew I was watching a masterpiece! But more was to come.

Eventually the rival gang's leader decides to meet this much-talked-about He-man--mano a mano! At this point in the movie--nay,I shall now refer to it as a film--the fact that there is a third gang comes to light. A gang that consists entirely of women. Thus, during a climactic stand-off between the biker gang and Violence Jack's gang, the all-female-gang steps in and asks Violence Jack to work for them. What follows is an utterly hilarious rape scene, in which it is explained that these women once belonged to Jack's gang, before all the male members drugged them and had their way. I still chuckle when I think of the last shot of the rape flashback, in which a screaming, half naked woman lunges out of a room, screaming in a whiny, high-pitched voice, "Help me!" before she is yanked back into the room.

Call me sick if you will, but you don't know what it means to laugh before you see this.

Violence Jack agrees to join the girly gang, which p***es off the other two gangs. I'm pretty hazy on the details of what ensues, but I know it consists of a Battle Royale, involving torn limbs and splattered brains--violence that would make the director of Fist of the North Star cringe. At one point Jack breaks through a rock wall with his bare hand, which leads me to the question: If Violence Jack can break through walls with his bare hands, what the hell was he doing trapped behind a rock wall for six months. Eventually, Violence Jack kills his rival's girlfriend. In a deeply moving scene, the hulking mass comes across his girlfriend's corpse and does what any other grieving boy friend has at least thought about--decides to eat her.

Apparently eating one's significant other in Japan is believed to give one superhuman strength. Thus, at this point, the biker gang's leader goes beserko and vows to destroy Jack. However, he never counted on Jacks skilled fighting, nor his urbane insults, which he insists on repeating again and again. By the second time that Violence Jack refers to the rival gang's leader as "Captain Butt-wipe" I was on the floor, writhing in a pool of my own urine.

I feel that I have said too much, but fear not--words alone cannot properly articulate how amazing this work of art is. Watch it for yourself, and share it with your loved ones. By the time the last bloody battle rolls around, you too will fall in love with the one they call Violence Jack.