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THE WORLD OF MR. SATANISM VS.
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(1997)
Brian Bosworth goes to visit his FBI buddy and ends up getting involved in this scam where crooked FBI agents are putting drugs in a car so this drug dealer can buy it at the FBI auction or whatever. Why do plans in the movies always have to be so damn complicated? Wouldn't it be easier to just meet the drug dealer in the Denny's parking lot and give him the drugs there? Regardless, later it looks like the buddy gets blown up, but then it turns out he faked his own death so he could swipe all this loot from the feds. The Boz is pretty irritated when he finds out, but he convinces his buddy to at least help get the real bad guys so they go to the auction, follow the guy who buys the car, then crash his meeting with the evil FBI cats. I have no idea why he's meeting the FBI now since he already has the drugs, but whatever the deal is things don't go so hot and there's a huge shootout. The main FBI guy escapes, but the Boz & his friend chase him until he crashes his car, which of course explodes, and that's the end of him. I'm not exactly sure why the evil FBI guy ran like that; I mean, when the feds show up who are they gonna believe? The FBI agent, or the FBI agent who faked his own death to rip them off and a mediocre football player? Obviously this movie doesn't try very hard to make any sense, but at least there's a couple of good parts in it, like when a boat gets blown up with a rocket launcher, or when the Boz and his pal sit on the patio sipping Bud Ice like it's no big deal that there's a dead bad guy floating in the swimming pool. There's also some tits for a few seconds, but they're on a TV and for some reason seeing tits on a TV in a movie always sucks.
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