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Rating: Well, yes! If you thought there was a limit to the trash published on DeBaser, now you will have no more doubts. For heaven’s sake, I already know that the man with the easy encyclopedia will tell me to watch “Citizen Kane” before watching The Toxic Avenger, then he'll also say that these are movies for twelve-year-olds, that Fantozzi makes him angry when he insults “Battleship Potemkin,” and that we can't waste our time watching and even reading about certain movies. Then there will surely be someone else who will tell me to watch “Giovannona Long Thigh” and company because those actually make people laugh unlike certain American stuff! Without a doubt, there will be a person who, upon reading the title reviewed, will want to categorize me among the human cases, but since I’m probably already there, they'll just promote me a rank higher. And how can we avoid the one who will criticize me because I didn't delve into how this film is actually a heavy criticism of modern American society? In short, if you have any idea what this film is about, I am sure many insults will arrive!
If you don't know what I'm about to talk about, look at the poster next to it, and if you still have doubts, I'll say it loud and clear: TRASH. In other words, garbage. And yes, you might say there is trash and trash! I'll answer, this is the worst kind, it's that moldy kind, for the organic waste bin, so to speak.
I know for sure that someone at this point is just waiting to finish reading this review to slap me with a nice one, given with great satisfaction and with a comment like: “Clean up DeBaser,” “Baaaaaaaastaaaaa” or a simple “Never get involved in cinema again.” You know what I say? I don't care! And I have a reason: I consider the last album by Hilary Duff, Avril’s, and many others on this site more trash than this, so why couldn't I review this movie? If you even look hard enough, you’ll find a review of a soundtrack of a film produced by Troma, America's most famous low-budget film production company among whose gems is this “The Toxic Avenger” with its three sequels and films with emblematic titles such as “Tromeo and Juliet.”
Now I certainly won’t tell you that Troma produces all these films for simple fun (as some romantic might think) because if you go and inform yourself, you'll quickly notice how all these films, but especially the film reviewed here, are paired with games and action figures of all kinds, just to speculate a little on the trash.
What remains for me to tell you? Ah, yes, the plot! What plot? The one about a poor loser who, falling out of a gym window, ends up straight into a barrel full of radioactive waste (yes, the 80s radioactive waste, with all the bubbles on the surface, green and in barrels without lids transported by trucks driven by drunk and wasted people)? The one that sees the transformation of the poor Melvin into a monster with a horrible appearance but a heart of gold who saves everyone and stands against supervillains (yes, those same ones you’re thinking of: a fat mayor who speculates on the land, a cocky young man with his curly-haired 80s girlfriend with her gym shorts)? The one where the monster avenges everyone who used to make fun of him, armed with a vileda mop, amidst terrible and splattery special effects like a head exploding crushed between the weights of a gym contraption, an arm torn from an enemy’s body and baked in the oven, and other similar delights? And how can we forget the terrible fight scenes shot worse than in wrestling? And the “sex” scenes? Those cannot be missing in trash films, with boobs in the wind and scenes where the avenger does it with his blind girlfriend (who obviously, being blind, only sees the good in him) obviously wearing pants and remnants of the tutu he was wearing during his transformation.. yes, you got it right, tutu.
Obviously, I won't waste time describing actors (bad, the best is the avenger who wears a rubber mask throughout the film and that says it all), photography (I'll leave it to your imagination), and soundtrack (so 80s it hurts). One last note on the rating: the 1 is deserving since it is not a film worthy of such a name, but I know well that its purpose is precisely to be trash, so don't be misled, if it’s a rating for trash that you want, it definitely deserves a nice 5.
I can already see your indignant faces, “But you didn't describe the best scenes!” you’ll say to me. No, I didn’t, so what? Do you inspect what’s inside when you throw out the organic waste? If yes, I’ll leave the dirty job of reminding everyone of some magical moments of this awful movie to you; personally, one view was enough for me to never forget certain things.
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