Enter the Ninja DVD Review: “So, Who Are You Going to Kill Next, Mr. Ninja?”
Some movies are born unto greatness, achieving staggering heights of recognition rarely ever matched by imitators — the likes of which seem to have been born solely to orally copulate and feast upon large, economy-sized containers of male genitalia. And then there are those other movies — like 1981’s ode to embarrassment, Enter the Ninja — that are so utterly awful, they attain their own manner of renown. Put simply, Enter the Ninja is so bad, it’s good — and we can thank the infamous Cannon Film Group and the production team of Golan-Globus for bestowing this unforgettable “martial arts movie starring a white guy” classic upon us. [Read the rest at Cinema Sentries.]
