The World Organization for Peace (WOP for short) receives a letter requesting 45 million dollars or a terrorist named Nomad will destroy Manilla. WOP decides to hire T.L. Young, the most lethal man alive who is due to be executed for a murder he didn't commit. I can't help but think maybe T.L. should be executed for all the murders he did commit.
After a convoluted plan which involves acid, smoke pellets, and paying people off, T.L. is carted out of the gas chamber, revived in a secret location, and goes to meet with the head of WOP. When they offer him the job, T.L. says "How much money? And who do I kill?" After informing him the hit is $100,000, they hand him a plane ticket, some money for incidentals, and send him on his way with the words, "have fun and stay sober." A more confusing send off has never been uttered to an assassin.
T.L. goes to Manilla under a new name but isn't low key enough not to be noticed by the villains, who are hip to the fact that WOP is sending agents to watch them. But T.L. is not to be cowed by anyone, even when they send ninjas after him. For reasons unknown, this group has a ninja training academy with a creepy trainer. The shiraken training consists of three steps and makes me wonder how any of the ninjas are competent. T.L. can beat them senseless. However there was a ceiling ninja in someone else's room, and lord knows how he concealed himself.
This movie is alternately tedious and hilarious. There is horribly stilted acting, flubbed lines, crazy polyester shirts, leisure suits, bad haircuts, labels on every dangerous liquid, car chases, questionable dialogue, and ninjas in a small boat in the daylight which is as far from an invisible assassin as they can be.
There are several problems with continuity when T.L.'s mustache returns unexpectedly or when he drives a car that previously blew up. I've seen this film several times and it never ceases to amuse me. The premise of the World Organization for Peace hiring an assassin is hilarious.
If I seem over confident... it's because I am.
Now here's the plan. This special package contains a smoke device. Substitute it for the cyanide pellet. And in this jar contains liquid which will neutralize the acid.
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| Maybe the World Organization for Peace shouldn't use a slur for their acronym. |
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| Is that a picture of a hobo clown on the wall? |
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| I didn't realize the gas chamber dispensed gas this way. |
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| Leisure suit, complete with polyester shirt with wide lapels and huge cuffs. |
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| An even more amazing polyester shirt. |
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| Just when you thought leisure suits couldn't get worse, you find out they come in plaid. |
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| The clearly labeled acid vat. |
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| T.L's. car is a speck in this shot, but he still drove directly into the Molotov cocktail and barrels they left in the road. He essentially blew up his own car. |
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| Clean shaven T.L. chases the ninjas. But what's this... |
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| a mustache makes an entrance after his car explodes. |
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| A paper backdrop for the news broadcast, note the seam near the bottom left |
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