The Final Executioner (1984)

The Worst Film Ever

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The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

And here we have more Italian post-apocalyptic trash for masochistic fans of the genre. Kicking off with some stock footage of nuclear explosions and volcanoes (?), a monotonous voice-over tells us that society has been contaminated by radioactivity. Those free of the contamination now hunt the others for sport. It's an interesting premise and one that undoubtedly helped to influence THE RUNNING MAN.Yes, we're in cheap B-movie territory here, and while this film is indeed poorly-made, it also turns out to be quite watchable and exciting at times. We are introduced to yet another violent society and watch as a group of helpless survivors are massacred in slow-motion by a cruel gang of armed men and women. The slow-motion is obviously intended to give this scene some kind of epic proportions, and manages to be somehow effective. Two survivors remain; our stony-faced hero, and his wife. Inevitably the two are captured, the woman is raped and shot dead, and the man shot and left for dead.Thankfully, though, help arrives in the form of Woody Strode, the black actor who appeared in SPARTACUS all those years ago. Strode is still in fine shape for a man reaching 70 and shows off his mean fighting skills during the film's progress. His screen presence certainly makes the film easier to bear, as he stands head and shoulders over all the charisma-free non-actors filling the rest of the cast (incidentally, they're all a sweaty bunch of losers, I guess nobody really washes in the future).From then on, our hero, played by William Mang, must build up his strength and his cunning to take revenge on the murderers and become the figure of the title. This involves running through a corridor of swinging sacks, crawling along a bridge covered in barbed wire and running through a pipe also filled with barbed wire. What relevance these moments have for later in the film I don't really know; he doesn't encounter any obstacles faintly resembling these at all when he finally takes his revenge. They are certainly amusing though. The latter half of the film sees Mang picking off the scum who did his wife in one by one.The makers of this film ought to have some kudos for making each death scene creative, and not just standard bang-bang fare. One bad guy gets a knife in the stomach, another is blown up and an escapee is blown up by a booby-trapped motorcycle (amusingly the rider of the bike is seen to catch alight BEFORE the bike does!). In the end there are just two of the hunters left, a creepy miserable woman and an extremely flamboyant hunter, played by Harrison Muller, who likes to wear a long white scarf for some reason. Mang fights dirty and Strode turns up to save the day. They all live happily ever after. The end.One thing that you cannot say this film is, is boring. There's plenty of action to keep things moving along, a lot of fist-fights and gun battles. The film is not particularly gory although there is some blood, and there is also a high dose of sex and nudity which seems somewhat surprising considering the genre which this film is in. Okay, so the acting is bad and the music is annoying, but fans of this trash would probably see these as plus points anyway (that includes me, sadly). THE FINAL EXECUTIONER is a fun, light and meaningless film which is a different way to spend an hour and a half, but is also quite forgettable.

This film is absolutely appalling and awful. It's not low budget, it's a no budget film that makes Ed Wood's movies look like art. The acting is abysmal but sets and props are worse then anything I have ever seen. An ordinary subway train is used to transport people to the evil zone of killer mutants, Woddy Strode has one bullet and the fight scenes are shot in a disused gravel pit. There is sadism as you would expect from an 80s Italian video nasty. No talent was used to make this film. And the female love interest has a huge bhind- Italian taste maybe. Even for 80s Italian standards this film is pretty damn awful but I guess it came out at a time when there weren't so many films available on video or viewers weren't really discerning. This piece of crap has no entertainment value whatsoever and it's not even funny, just boring and extremely cheap. It's actually and insult to the most stupid audience. I just wonder how on earth an actor like Woody Strode ended up ia a turkey like this?

Okay, we all know the post-nuke sci-fi action picture score by now. Well, here we go again. Once more what's left of society following a devastating nuclear holocaust has degenerated into total every-man-for-himself, kill-or-be-killed, survival-of-the-fittest barbarism. The callous, haughty upper class get their twisted sicko jollies off by hunting expendable contaminated poor folks. One team of contemptibly snooty wealthy scum nihilists, lead by vicious master swordsman Erasmas (a superbly hateful Harrison Muller) and arch bitch Idra (played to the eminently hissable hilt by Marina Costa), almost succeed in killing wimpy decent dude Allan (a likable performance by William Mang). Allan is saved and nursed back to health by tough, but tender-hearted ex-cop Sam (grizzled veteran macho man supreme Woody Strode in peak rugged form). Sam transforms Allan from a slow, clumsy pushover into a mean, fast, ultra-lethal fightin' machine through an especially harsh, painful and arduous bout of rigorous training. Allan, primed and ready to stomp some serious booty, tracks down the rich a**holes who nearly did him in and picks 'em off one at a time.Basically just another rehash of that much copied and ripped off hoary old chestnut "The Most Dangerous Game," this spare, gritty, very ugly and ferocious little number gets by on the basis of its raw, no-frills, rough-edged brutality alone, unnervingly blurring the line between the good guys and the bad guys by depicting a grim future where violence and savagery are an everyday part of life. Although marred by a tepid opening third and an all-too-apparent two-cent budget, "The Final Executioner" does possess the right sleazy materials to measure up as a properly hard-hitting and two-fisted up to speed action item: Besides the copious nasty and often unsparingly grueling violence, there's also a generous sprinkling of sex and nudity, plus rape, torture, degradation and even voyeurism. Now, that's exactly what low-grade exploitation trash is all about!

Earth has been destroyed in a nuclear holocaust. Well, parts of the Earth, because somewhere in Italy, a band of purebred survivors--those without radioactive contamination--are holed up in a massive mansion surrounded by lush grounds, waiting for the next opportunity to go hunting for those with polluted blood. The Final Executioner is the story of one of their would be victims, Alan (William Mang, who looks, not surprisingly, a lot like Kurt Russell), and his efforts to take down the legally sanctioned hunters, who are led by Edra (Marina Costa) and Erasmus (Harrison Muller Jr. ). Alan has been trained to kill by former NYPD cop Sam (Woody Strode) who mostly hangs around giving his pupil moral support and mooching for tinned meat. Strode is by far the best thing about the film, though he doesn't look at all well and only appears for about a third of the running time. As for the story, it's a blending of elements from better films and stories, including Ten Little Indians, The Most Dangerous Game, and Escape From New York. The Final Executioner moves along at a fair pace and provides reasonable entertainment for less discriminate action fans.