Written and Directed and Written by Albert Pyun Starring Andrew Dice Clay Teri Hatcher Yuji Okumoto Deborah van Valkenburgh |
Brainsmasher: A Love Story (1993)Although some people would have you think otherwise, 1993’s Brainsmasher: A Love Story is a unique film phenomenon: the career of a b-level celebrity and a c-level director perfectly intersect in their respective primes. Well, actually, for Andrew Dice Clay, his day had come and gone sometime in the late 80s, but 1993 wasn’t too bad a year for him. His cinematic magnum opus, The Adventures of Ford Fontaine, was only a few years behind him, but he was still getting regular work as a stand-up (he had two successful TV specials out the same year as Brainsmasher), and his failed but steadily-promoted TV show “Bless This House” was just a glimmer in a CBS executive’s eye. As for Albert Pyun, he too had hit his creative peak. The first of many
Nemesis movies was still fresh on the mom n’ pop rental
store shelves, the uber-redundant sequels were more than a year
away from impact, and Knights, Dollman, and, most
of all, the infamous Captain America were all recent proud
additions to his resume. When two such prime sub-culture icons
like Pyun and Clay cross paths, like Venus crossing the path of
Mars, what wonders will result? Brainsmasher: A Love
Story, that’s what.
You’d think that, since Andrew Dice Clay is the bigger name than
Albert Pyun (except maybe in some special circles like…well, mine
and Nathan’s), the movie would be made more to fit Andrew Dice
Clay’s image than even the director’s quirks. On the contrary, Pyun
stuck to his artistic vision and so this is very much a Pyun movie,
celebrity comedian or not. There’s plenty of badly choreographed
martial arts, a microscopic cast, and lots and lots and lots of
dark, poorly lit, urban sets. The only thing missing were cyborgs or
androids or whatever Pyun chooses to call them this week, but I’m
sure he slipped one in there when I was on a bathroom break
and…er, forgot to hit the pause button on my VCR.
We do get to see plenty of Andrew Dice Clay in the character he
plays, Ed Molloy, a nightclub bouncer nicknamed the ‘Brainsmasher’
because he’s good at his job (apparently there are subtle levels to
the art of bouncing). At first he’s our protagonist and our narrator,
but about fifteen minutes in Pyun gets bored with that idea and
drops it, so in the long run he’s just our protagonist.
While just working an average night, a beautiful woman Samantha
Crain (Teri Hatcher) slips past him. Samantha, a supermodel, is on
the run from a killer sect of ‘Red Lotus’ Shaolin monks. See,
Samantha’s sister, Cammy, is a world renowned botanist who
discovered a 2,000-year old flower that’s supposed to bestow the
power to reshape reality to anyone that eats its petals, something
the monks’ leader, Wu (yes, I know, original…), wants desperately.
Cammy hoped to load the rose off to Samantha, but Wu intervenes.
Cammy gets away with the flower after asking Samantha to meet
her at a church the next day, but, because the monks figure that a
supermodel will be much easier to capture (seriously, it’s a plot
point) and they could trade her in for the flower with her sister, the
monks pursue her. Hence she rushes into Ed Malloy’s life.
Naturally they detest each other at first, go into an uneasy friendship,
leave each other, come back together, and fall in love, all while being
pursued by these seemingly invincible monks.
And, yes, even though the choreography is kind of bad, the monks
are unbeatable: they can kill anyone with only a few blows (except
our hero and heroine, naturally), catch bullets with their fingers
(except when, you know, it’s not convenient for the plot), and
massacre an entire club (this was actually much appreciated to this
viewer, as they also kill a crappy band displaced from the 80s that’s
been performing throughout the nightclub scenes). All these
invincible warriors pursuing an experienced fighter and a helpless
(until halfway through the film) woman through dark city streets call
to mind a certain sci-fi/action classic starring the current governor of
California and, hey, there’s even a scene where an entire police
precinct gets attacked, but I’m sure it’s all just a coincidence.
Anyway, even with a guy who made his career in the stand-up
circuit in it, the jokes are tired and predictable (hey, Pyun, not Clay,
wrote the script), but they’re mostly delivered with the expectation
that they’ll get a chuckle, and that makes all the difference See, like
b-movies in general, bad jokes can be somewhat amusing if they at
least have a sincere delivery. There a couple of gags that work – the
appearance of Liz Sheridan (best known as Jerry Seinfeld’s mom in
“Seinfeld”) as Ed’s irate mother, for one, and the monks'
confrontation with a 300-pound female pro-wrestler. Unfortunately,
for every gag that at least bemuses, there are ten that don’t. Wu and
his gang are constantly frustrated by the fact that Samantha refers to
them as ninjas. Frustrated by this, Wu cries out, “We’re not ninjas!”
It’s a little funny the first three times, but after twenty variations it
starts to wear thin (it also feels like Pyun is making fun of his own
tendency to confuse cyborgs with androids and vice versa).
Something else that raises this film above Pyun’s standard fare is
the cast. Say what you will about Andrew Dice Clay, but he is a
genuinely decent actor with a developed sense of comedic timing.
Although the swagger and street tough attitude of his on-stage
persona are on display here, Ed Malone isn’t just a showcase for
Clay’s act and Clay ends up giving the character a little more depth
and sincerety than the script deserved. Teri Hatcher’s performance
isn’t too remarkable for better or for worse, but she does well with
what she has. Yuji Okumoto seems to be having fun, but the script
muddles up his role and he can’t seem to decide if he’s a slapstick
caricature or an authentic villain. The real treat comes from Deborah
Van Valkenburgh, Cammy, who is sorely underused here. Although
her character is rendered inconsistent by Pyun’s script, she doesn’t
entirely phone in her part and, in fact, gives a few good moments as
an Indiana Jones-esque heroine.
As for Pyun, the usual ‘flaws’ are there. I mentioned that he doesn’t
get the character down pat for Cammy or the villains – the latter
especially tilt awkwardly from comic straight men to credible threats.
The ending raises plenty of questions, like how is Cammy able to
ward off the monks with bullets if they were established to have
been impervious to them? I mean, Wu does manage to catch a few,
but she’s able to take two of them out with gunfire before that. Why
did Pyun just suddenly drop the narration from Ed, especially
since Ed talking was how the entire movie was set up? Why did
Cammy endanger Ed and Samantha’s life if she knew the flower
she gave Wu was a phony all along? For that matter, why didn’t she
eat the damn flower herself and zap Wu’s ass? If she does think the
flower’s too dangerous for anyone, even her, to have, why does she
think it will be safe in a museum? As you can see, we have the
usual Pyun approach to plotting, but, in the end, this actually isn’t too
bad a film. At least, it stands above Pyun’s other ‘classics’, like
Captain American and Nemesis 3: Prey Harder.
Want more Pyun? Then go see the horrors he has wreaked on my fellow Fusioneers over here.
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