After watching both the Aussies and the Germans do their country proud with their martial arts skills, I started looking out for other martial arts films from unexpected countries. This is how I came to hear of Fatal Deviation, Ireland's first full-length martial arts picture. It was also dubbed one of the worst movies ever made by a bunch of humourless twits who obviously don't watch enough movies.
It starts martial artist James Bennet as... Jimmy Bennet, a martial artist who returns home to his hometown, refurbishes his father's house, meets Nicola (Nicola O'Sullivan), a nice girl who works at the local supermarket, gets in a feud with the mob boss (Michael Regan) that killed his father (whose son is dating Nicola, of course), and enters a secret, violent kumite-like tournament run by Christian monks which the mobsters are desperate to win as it will somehow determine the fate of the whole town. You know, just a day in the life in rural Ireland.
It's barely coherent, no one involved had any idea how to make an action movie, and it was made for next to no money. It's objectively bad. Also... kind of a lot of fun.
Like many of these films, the whole thing is essentially an audition tape to get better parts in action movies; Bennet gathered a group of his mates and just shot wherever people would let him. The main financier for the film (Regan) put money down with the condition he was given a juicy part. It should be a disaster. It kind of is, to be honest. The acting is atrocious*, the filmmaking is all ugly 90's home video, with frequent A/V glitches and badly exposed scenes. The music... oh god, the music is particularly atrocious.
But there's so much enthusiasm put into the production that it's really hard to harbour it any ill will; It's full of padding, but most of it is so bizarre it's extremely entertaining. Where other movies would have endless scenes of people walking around (and to be clear, there is a little bit of that here), most of the filler in Fatal Deviation is sort of inspired. Why settle for a boring-ass mundane shit where you can have a man taking a bath in an outdoor bathtub? or Irish catholic Gandalf (Johnny Murray) waving sticks at the camera? Or a musical montage where our hero tenderly remembers having sex with his girl, intercut with random, mundane interactions with the mobsters?
But there's so much enthusiasm put into the production that it's really hard to harbour it any ill will; It's full of padding, but most of it is so bizarre it's extremely entertaining. Where other movies would have endless scenes of people walking around (and to be clear, there is a little bit of that here), most of the filler in Fatal Deviation is sort of inspired. Why settle for a boring-ass mundane shit where you can have a man taking a bath in an outdoor bathtub? or Irish catholic Gandalf (Johnny Murray) waving sticks at the camera? Or a musical montage where our hero tenderly remembers having sex with his girl, intercut with random, mundane interactions with the mobsters?
The action is not great - Bennet and a few of the other combatants have some moves, but the choreographies are simple and making the fights look good is beyond the abilities of anyone involved; One of the weakest parts of the movie, the tournament, is actually the most action-packed. There are a couple of shootouts as well (including one where Bennet stands on his motorbike to shoot that reminded me of Top Secret!) that might as well have been filmed as a fingergun battles. Having said all that: there's a fairly cool car crash, and the modest stunts on display are still pretty impressive for a bunch of friends basically goofing around. They do the Jackie-Chan-style bloopers reel at the end, and it gives you a pretty good idea how much harder doing this is than it looks; A very simple four-foot fall seems to have been pretty painful for the actor involved.
It'd be beyond wrong-headed not to grade this in a curve- worst film ever my arse. This is the rarely achieved so-bad-it's-good, as opposed to plain mediocre or cynical, and it's full of memorable, hilarious moments.
If the batshit insane epilogue doesn't fill you with joy, I don't know what to tell you.
*: On a completely unrelated note, I should also mention that this is the film debut Mikey Graham (as Mike Graham, of course) of "Rock Band" Boyzone. I have no idea why I was reminded of this fact just now.