Movie Review: TOXIC AVENGERTroma Entertainment
1985
R

“For your information, everyone knows monsters prefer blondes.”

It’s a tale that only the champions of bad taste- Troma- can tell with a straight face. Nerdish pansy Melvin is a hapless fitness center janitor who’s constantly tormented by the clientele…most notably a couple of sociopath coke-heads and their equally freaked-out girlfriends. After a prank involving a pink tutu and a sheep goes horribly wrong, Melvin falls into an open vat of toxic waste (don’t ask), and he’s transformed into the monstrous Avenger, a cross between Arnold Schwarzenegger and Mr. Potatohead. Now Toxie fights injustice wherever he finds it…with a little help of a mop and his blind girlfriend…

Like any Troma film, the word “subtlety” is thrown out the window. This is not for the squeamish. The gore is flowing, read and vivid. People are dismembered, burned, disemboweled, deep fried (seriously), impaled, and ran over (and then backed over again for good measure). There are graphic sex scenes that teeter on the brink of hardcore porn. Every stereotype is played up for trashy over-the-top outrageousness. It’s also darn funny, in an “I can’t believe I’m laughing at this” kind of way. I could have done without the nudity and sex. Otherwise, The Toxic Avenger is one of those Rite Of Passage type horror comedies that anyone serious about the genre has seen at least twice. Not for the teenybopper Scream crowd…