Starring Sho Kosugi, Lewis Van Bergen, Robin Evans, Gerry Gibson, Charles Lucia, Richard Wiley, Carlos Estrada, Ulises Dumont
Directed By Gordon Hessler
Like a sneak attack from the shadows, I bring you another stealthy actioneer from Sho Kosugi: Master Ninja™!
Rage of Honor is definitely a low point in the Sho Kosugi arsenal. Taken as a straight 80’s actioneer it will definitely satisfy. The film not only contains genre staples such as jungle warfare, shirtless dudes with machine guns, and slick-haired assholes in bright suits and aviator sunglasses, but it also seems to stem from that holy trifecta of all great action films of the era: Heroin, Uzis, and Organized Criminals.
That’s great if your name is Chuck Norris, Arnold Schwarzenegger, or Sylvester Stallone. But if you are Sho Kosugi, purveyor of all things ninja, you come to expect a little more. Don’t get me wrong, Sho does a lot of ninja-like things this time around. You’ll get your shurikens, grappling hooks, and exploding smoke bombs. Unlike previous films however, he decides to ditch the ninja costume and Japanese mysticism for a more Americanized, guerrilla warfare approach. The result is not a ninja film, by any stretch. It’s more like a ninja-tinged, loosely tossed together version of First Blood, Part II.
Dissecting the film will leave you with plenty of great, trademark Sho moments however. You have Sho punching henchmen into bubbling vats of heroin. Sho flipping around in warehouses, executing ten-foot high double split kicks while firing rounds of ammunition into bad guys. Sho snapping necks. Sho crossing canyons with grappling hooks, and Sho romancing the ladies while wining and dining them in an expensive tuxedo. Let’s face it, even in a film as ill-suited as this, Sho is still the fucking man.
And although he doesn’t have an opportunity to go full bore into ninja mode, he does get to battle ninjas a few times in the film. The first fight against a couple of ninja “specialists” whose only specialty seems to be cutting tossed apples in half is pretty lame, and ends seconds after it begins. Later on though, in a moment of PURE INSANITY, Sho takes on a gang of camouflage ninjas armed with flame throwers, machine guns, and swords while an airborne chopper fires rockets down at him, always missing their intended target, but never failing to destroy random jungle huts in towering explosions.
Rage of Honor would perhaps work a little better with about 30 minutes excised from its total running time. Towards the middle, the film bogs like a marketing seminar and if it wasn’t for Sho’s gruff trademark growling of his lines I would not have made it through. Thankfully the film picks up towards the last 40 minutes or so when our hero accidently stumbles upon a tribe of face-painted natives who attack with spears and blowguns for no apparent reason.
Still, I don’t think there’s anything that can save this film from ultimate back-burner status. Taken as a slice of ham-fisted 80’s action, it will provide a few thrills. But comparing this to a film like Revenge of the Ninja is like comparing a plain throwing dagger to a computerized exploding shuriken.