Raw Force (1982)
Back of the box...
“Three karate experts from California cruise in the South China Sea, to the forgotten Warriors Island, a historical burial ground and inhabited by cannibalistic monks with the power to raise the dead.
The monks exchange pure jade for Hong Kong prostitutes to feed their gruesome appetites. Violent hoodlums attack the cruise passengers. The monks raise the dead and there ensues a horrific attack by Piranha fish.
Violence, Eroticism, Horror and breathtaking displays of Kung Fu continue to the stunning shock finale.”
Director: Edward D. Murphy
Starring: Cameron Mitchell, Geoffrey Binney, Hope Holiday
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Hitler abducts hookers and delivers them to cannibal monks in exchange for the precious jade he needs to make buddha statues for Hong Kong tourists. The barbequed hooker flesh bestows the monks with an unholy power to raise the corpses of disgraced warriors buried on (appropriately named) Warrior Island. This island of forsaken souls that none dare to visit—and those who do, don’t return—has a brochure for some reason and a cruise ship captained by Cameron Mitchell and carrying a group Kung Fu masters from California is headed its way.
The film was written and directed by Edward D. Murphy, a man with a name ripe for an Abbott and Costello routine. Ed D. Murphy may not the be the household name that Eddie Murphy is, but at least Ed D.’s writer/director debut didn’t win him any Razzie awards. While Raw Force has its flaws, his creativity in both storytelling and writing topless women into scenes is unquestionable.
Raw Force’s bad acting, off-the-wall story, excessive violence, and regular appearances of boobs is B-movie smut at its best. Our only complaints were that it took FOR-FUCKING-EVER to get to Warrior Island and when they did finally arrive, the gore left much to be desired. A movie that features hooker eating cannibals and zombie warriors carrying swords should be able to set up at least a few gross-out moments. Other than one decapitation, most of the deaths look like quick closeups of someone stabbing a pillowcase full of ketchup packets.
Lack of blood and guts aside, any movie that boasts “Violence, Eroticism, Horror and breathtaking displays of Kung Fu” on the box has gotta be good, right? Or at least bad enough to go full circle and reemerge good again. Raw Force is the latter. It’s a terrible exploitative piece of shit but you’ll have a blast watching it.