Det er ikke bare mig der bliver lidt rundtosset ved at prøve at følge med i den her plotsynops, vel?
The 2003 Ninja Turtles find their 1987 originals captured and held hostage by Hun. The 2003 Turtles defeat Hun, and the Purple Dragons and rescue their classic originals and escape to the modern Turtles’ Lair. Meanwhile, the Technodrome from the 1987 TV series along with Shredder, Krang, Bebop and Rocksteady are together again and fight both versions of the turtles. Meanwhile the classic Shredder, transports the Utrom Shredder back from the ice asteroid that he was sent to after the “Exodus” episode. The classic Shredder and Krang had no idea that the modern Shredder would turn against them and sets out to erase the entire Ninja Turtle Universe, starting all the way back to the 1984 Mirage Comic series to where the Ninja Turtles are as of today, including the 1987 TV series Turtles, the live-action turtles, all the comic book turtles, and the modern TV series Turtles.
Og jeg som troede at antropomorfe skildpadder, som var ninjaeksperter og pizzaelskere var syret nok i sig selv …
Den starter sådan her, filmen:
My life fades. The vision dims. All that remains are memories.
And it was here, in this blighted place, that he learned to live again.
I remember a time of chaos. Ruined dreams. This wasted land. But most of all, I remember The Road Warrior. The man we called “Max”. To understand who he was, you have to go back to another time. When the world was powered by the black fuel. And the desert sprouted great cities of pipe and steel. Gone now, swept away. For reasons long forgotten, two mighty warrior tribes went to war and touched off a blaze which engulfed them all. Without fuel, they were nothing. They built a house of straw. The thundering machines sputtered and stopped.
Their leaders talked and talked and talked. But nothing could stem the avalanche. Their world crumbled. The cities exploded. A whirlwind of looting, a firestorm of fear. Men began to feed on men.
On the roads it was a white line nightmare. Only those mobile enough to scavenge, brutal enough to pillage would survive. The gangs took over the highways, ready to wage war for a tank of juice. And in this maelstrom of decay, ordinary men were battered and smashed. Men like Max. The warrior Max. In the roar of an engine, he lost everything. And became a shell of a man, a burnt out, desolate man, a man haunted by the demons of his past, a man who wandered out into the wasteland.
Det må være 20 år siden jeg sidst så Mad Max 2 : The Road Warrior, men den holder stadig. Jeg savner den slags film. 🙁