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DEFCON-4

(1985)

These astronauts on a nuclear satellite watch World War the Third happen, then later when they land back on Earth something taps on the side of their ship and when one guy tries to see what it is it pulls him out and rips him to pieces! That a pretty cool/freaky way to start a movie, but before you know it one of the astronauts, a mediocre teenage chick, and a fat guy in a kilt are jogging down the road alongside the survivalist bozos who just captured them. How a movie could go so wrong in like 15 minutes is beyond me. It turns out what's left of the world is being run by a high school kid (give me a fucking break), and now he has the satellite, the astronauts, and (even though he doesn't know it) the last nuke on Earth. He also has a paralyzed guy with spooge all over his chin strapped to a table:

I do NOT want to know what that's all about. The rest of the movie is basically the kid being a complete prick; you know the asshole jock with the feathered hair who always fucks with everybody in 1980s movies? Well imagine him as the bad guy in a Mad Max flick and you'll kind of get an idea what this is like. He tries to have some or all of the good guys executed at least twice, but somehow they keep getting rescued at the last possible second (once by the paralyzed guy!) and finally most of them escape. Then, just as he's being crowned king of the Senior Prom, the nuke goes off. Okay, I'm kidding, it doesn't really happen during prom. But it should have.


 

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