This week’s installment of Bad Movie Friday brings us some serious high-concept nonsense: the 1985 Kurt Thomas vehicle Gymkata, which sought to cash in on the nation’s post-Mary Lou Retton love affair with gymnastics. And what better way than to take a slightly past-his-prime male gymnast and insert him into a limp ninja flick?
We understand that Gymkata has its share of fans, though most are likely of the ironic variety—the same crew that has raised the equally ridiculous (yet enjoyable) Roadhouse to great height of pop-cult celebration. Perhaps we’re missing something, but c’mon—how can you love an action movie that includes that most irritating of cinematic clichés, the army of axe-wielding henchmen who politely decided to attack one-at-a-time? If those toothless villagers had any sense at all, Thomas would have been lying dead at their feet within a matter of seconds. Maybe they were just too dazzled by his fluid moves on the conveniently located pommel horse. Because, obviously, every backwater Moldovan town has a pommel horse in the main square, right?