A huge carcass, passing under the name Ivan Moser (a Jew, how to drink), receives a life ban in the form of an electric chair for raping and murdering 24 people. However, Moser is cunning - Vanya knows that the first category will not kill him, and the second does not happen - a fire breaks out in prison, in the result of which Moser either died or disappeared. “Gone” – assures us the film crew, who arrived in prison for filming and faced with a bearded maniac face to face.
"Fighter" is a film from a cohort of interesting, but purely amateur and disposable slashers, which at one time have been produced enough and which I have reviewed enough to say why Robert Kirk's tape did not gain fame.
First, there are no deviations from traditional forms at all. Everything you can see here, in one form or another, was shown in a damn cloud of movies before "The Slayer" and again - then they will be shown again and again. There's a huge, hard-to-kill mental maniac, and there's a group of victims who will eventually survive -- you can see from a mile away. The director (who will later go headlong into the series) tries to draw a secondary line with the shooting of the film (the special effects specialist is sluggish, the leading actress behaves like Paris Hilton - categorically bad playing on the court and arranging tantrums outside it). But these curiosities are self-destructive, because you have to kill someone.
And then secondly, a modest video sequence, another Achilles heel of many cheap slashers. Anthony Perkins, as a guest star, probably received most of the obviously small budget, so the murders here are rather inexpressive and often relegated to the background. In this respect, only the final part with the escape from Moser was successful, there is enough blood here, and even pyrotechnics are any.
However, soon these moments of happiness end, and the tape again returns us to the real world tired, to death with a cliche finale with the dream of the Glavgeroini, and after a few minutes it becomes deeply spit as who was called, who was killed, etc., and as a result - after another twenty minutes this unpretentious filmmaker completely wears out of memory, and usually I try not to advise anything, but it is better to immediately fill this part of memory with something more memorable.
6 out of 10