Nigger. King Koon. Honkey Faggot. Spic. Chink. Burr Head. Sambo.
Aunt Jemima. Cracker Trash.
Well, those are just written words and they just don't convey
the explosive "hate," like hearing them leave the lips
of William Sanderson (TV's Larry, from my brother Darryl and my
other brother Darryl, Newhart fame) does. Although on Mr. Sanderson's
webpage, he makes no mention of this film, even though he mentions
the smallest roles he's played on shitty stages across the US.
That's right, the guy responsible for the "where's the beef"
of network television, plays a mean-assed cracker, racist, rapist.
That's Fight for Your Life, AKA I Hate Your Guts, AKA Staying
This Last House on the Left inspired exploitation sleaze takes
"trapped in the house with some zanies" to a new level
by adding the most racist activities captured for an audience
since Rodney King took one helluva jive-assed stompin' from "the
man" a few years back. I axe you, time in and time out...Do
it deliver? Yes, Prof. Tread. It do!
Let's set this up for you, even though I hate giving too much
away, so I will preface the summary by saying, to read about this
film cannot do it justice. Period. So here it goes.
Three convicts escape from a prison van and make their escape
with a stolen car. The cons represent quite there own slice of
effnick pie. There's Geno Rodriguez, an Hispanic, Chow Ling, an
Asian and Jesse Lee Kane, their country boy, white leader. The
three are pursued by a cop called Rule Book Reilly (a by the fuckin'
rule book copper who knows old Kane can be bad news). It ain't
long before they commit some killing when a Gober from the fillin'
station gets in the way.
The gang stop at a liquor store and it ain't long before they're
killing again. The store owner pulls a gun to no avail and gets
it in front of his toddler daughter who is perched in a hi-chair.
Kane then sticks the pistol to the baby's temple explaining, "we
can't have no witnesses." His compadres flinch and moan and
he pulls the trigger, but the gun is empty. Kane just snickers,
" I knew it was empty all the time." This is the point
in the film when you realize, to cop a familiar urban phrase,
"aw shit, it is on." A black girl, Corine Turner is
at the store trying to hook up a bottle of ripple for the dinner
she is planning with her black family. The crew makes Corine take
them to her house where they plan to hole out until dark. It's
not long before Corine's whole family are hostages. There's her
father Ted,whose a minister, her mother, grandma and younger brother
Okay, now as a reviewer, I'll admit sometimes I am prone to exaggeration.
"This is scarey, that is frightening, I am hung like a mule."
But what follows for much of the rest of the movie is an extreme
barrage of physical and verbal humiliation and brutality truly
unmatched in much of cinematic history. Period. Kane is one nasty
piece of shit and doesn't hold back in his obvious hatred for
other races. Hell, he even calls his fellow convicts Chink and
Spic. The Turner family are portrayed early in the story as fine
upstanding Christians and they are definitely not prepared for
what this peckerwood is dishing out.
Kane rains down on Ted and his family every racist name under
the sun. From Spade, Nigger, Neeegrooow, Monkey Face to Black
Arse Coon, Darkie, Jungle Bunny, Deputy Dawg and more. He calls
grandma 'Aunt Jemima', calls Floyd 'King Koon Junior'. Kane is
goddamned relentless with the abuse and humiliation afforded the
Turners. The Turners try hard to practice the "turn the other
cheek" thing but Grandma even gets baited to the point of
calling Kane "a piece of white trash."
It's actually white friends of the family who become the first
victims of physical violence. Karen who dated Val, Corinne's deceased
other brother, is raped and thrown into the river also by Chow
Ling. Floyd's friend Joey (who happens to be the local sheriff's
son) gets beaten to death with a rock by Chow Ling in a scene
that is shocking even in a movie that throws around racial slurs
like Russel Crowe fucks Hollywood starlets, many and often.
The humiliation continues as Kane makes Ted the dad dance, he
jokes 'jig do a jig'. He also makes the mother raise her hand
when she needs to pee and then won't let her go as her bladder
is about to burst. The whole thing plays out like a damn Aryan
Nation Parlor Drama, as the "nigger, spook, darkie, King
Koons" fly. Floyd, the son, tries to challenge Kane and even
the grandma is dying to ring the fuckers neck.
The violence escalates as Kane bitch slaps Ted unconscious with
a bible, then drags Corinne in a bedroom to rape her. Geno also
rapes her. A line that is overlooked due mainly to the barrage
of hate-filled dialogue is dropped, "man, she sure was tight...yeah,
I know." Damn, even the "spick" taking sloppy seconds
commented on the lack of man-meat old Kane was packing and didn't
even know it. Meanwhile the cops have the house surrounded, they
had tracked down the house from Corinne's abandoned bike left
at the liquor store. Joey's body is found and his distraught father
(remember, he's a sheriff) rushes the house with his gun. What
happens next? Well you'll just have to see for yourself.
What Fight for your Life has that most movies completely lack
which try to show true hatred is the ability to do it without
flinching. William Sanderson, delivers these lines with the aplomb
of a well-trained stage actor or as a pure nigger hating cracker.
Which one is he? Hopefully the well-trained actor. You cannot
sit and watch this film without ultimately beggin' papa Ted to
take him out. The filmmakers (Robert Edelson directs, only other
credit 1975's The Filthiest Show In Town, the screen writer Straw
Weisman (who definitely deserves a mention) also penned the Troma
comedy 'When Nature Calls') attacked this project with unadulterated
passion. How else can you explain the nastiness of all the film
depicts. They weren't afraid of being labeled racists because
ultimately there is retribution...I guess you can say that although
Kane turns a Christian man against his beliefs ultimately spitting
out to Kane, "little dick, white trash faggot." We find
out at the end that Kane's Mama tried a little black and never
went back, as they say and that Kane was probably raped up the
ass by a "Big Black Bogeyman" as Ted puts it.
If you think inside some of the world's ugliest realities such
as racism, you can find humor, like I do, then there is some delightful
movie magic. When Kane wants Ted to dance and he says he can't,
Kane quips " better not let the news get out, you'll give
the race a bad name." Blacks supposedly came close to rioting
the 42nd St. grindhouses there "Fight" played. I remember
Revc. Rick Sullivan describing slinking down in the seat during
some of Sanderson's more colorful dialogue sequences in the bible
of the bad, Gore Gazette, as he and a pal watched in glee all
up in Times Square. Of course, by the end the bruthas were cheering
like the fucking 8th grade Pep Squad as the tables begin to turn.
Fight for your Life is banned in the UK. It is on the 'official'
video nasties list. And there is no gore to speak of. What does
that tell you? But I ask you this? Have you heard any CD by DMX,
Jay Z, or a wealth of other so-called Hip-Hop artists? Jesse Lee
ain't got shit on these wisenheimers. DMZ chorus..."what
ch'all niggas want"? repeated probably 30 times. Jay Z, "who'm
I rollin' wit, my niggas!" So before you get all uppity,
think about how much of that same shit is being said all day every
day in the US of fucking A. Not to mention the terms faggot, bitch,
whore, and the phrases, suck my dick, back that ass up and so
on. And "redneck" is used like some sort of term of
endearment when its roots purely point to anti-white anti-working
class rhetoric. Look don't get me wrong, everytime I hear Chris
Rock say "nigger" I laugh. Jeff Foxworthy has a classic
car collection because he writes jokes about cousins fucking.
It is all subjective. So get over it. Hate is hate. Just because
you laugh doesn't mean you agree and just because you don't doesn't
mean you don't. Get over it...words is just words. Here have some
fun if you haven't already with this official Racial
Slur Generator. Delight some of your best friends. I know
they are black.
|kane assumes that
Ted can tap dance.
|And he is right!
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