World Gone Wild opens with the one thing even The Road Warrior was fundamentally missing: hair metal. In this world (gone wild), oh, let's say...water is scarce. A few nice hippies live in a community with water known as Lost Wells, which is made of cars.
But trouble comes looking for them in the form of a bunch of choirboys riding a helicopter. Not through the sky though; they just drive it around like a car. Maybe the budget didn't stretch to flying the fucking thing. The leader of the baddies, played by Adam Ant, is named Derek.
But trouble comes looking for them in the form of a bunch of choirboys riding a helicopter. Not through the sky though; they just drive it around like a car. Maybe the budget didn't stretch to flying the fucking thing. The leader of the baddies, played by Adam Ant, is named Derek.
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| The Lord Humungus. The Immortan Joe. Derek. |
So Bruce Dern kills one of his choirboys by flicking a bowl off the ground into his neck. Impressed by his fuckery of physics, Adam Ant decides to leave, but with the ominous suggestion he'll be back. It's up to Bruce Dern to find a hero to save his town, and that hero is none other than Michael Paré, from Streets of Fire.
Paré shows he's got what it takes by beating an Old West-style gunslinger, so Bruce Dern and the female lead take him and a bunch of other hoodlums back to Model T Fort to prepare it against Adam Ant's purposelessly delayed return. Much time is killed with Adam Ant reading from The Wit and Wisdom of Charles Manson and everyone trying to rape Main Girl, who is practically approaching Hood Ornament Girl from Wheels of Fire levels of getting raped.
Finally all the good guys' bad guys spring their trap for Adam Ant and his choirboys and motorcyclists, and have a whale of a time killing them with snakes, golf clubs and purple spandex, like this fruity fuck:
This movie is particularly endearing because of the attention to detail evident in the locations and costumes. One woman has CDs for earrings, while another guy has like a hubcap for a hat or something. This sort of repurposing of crap is an overlooked part of the post-apocalypse aesthetic. The movie also develops its setting reasonably well, and has plenty of likeable misfit characters. I would recommend this movie, if you've already seen all the good ones.
Finally all the good guys' bad guys spring their trap for Adam Ant and his choirboys and motorcyclists, and have a whale of a time killing them with snakes, golf clubs and purple spandex, like this fruity fuck:
This movie is particularly endearing because of the attention to detail evident in the locations and costumes. One woman has CDs for earrings, while another guy has like a hubcap for a hat or something. This sort of repurposing of crap is an overlooked part of the post-apocalypse aesthetic. The movie also develops its setting reasonably well, and has plenty of likeable misfit characters. I would recommend this movie, if you've already seen all the good ones.
Post-apocalypse checklist:
MOHAWKS: none.
SHOULDER PADS: a couple.
CUSTOM CARS: nothing stands out, but the fort is made of cars, so that counts.
MUTANTS: none, but there are cannibals.
GOGGLES: Derek wears them.
TOTAL: 3/5 - somewhat post-apocalyptic.
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