Alright, strap in. We’re diving headfirst into radioactive sludge and corporate malpractice, and I’m bringing floaties made of pure charisma.
Let’s talk about The Toxic Avenger—the 2023 mutation of The Toxic Avenger, now reborn under the slightly unhinged guidance of Macon Blair. Back in ’84, Lloyd Kaufman gave us a mop-wielding monstrosity who looked like he crawled out of a nuclear septic tank and immediately chose violence. It was cheap, it was gross, it was punk rock cinema shot through a slime filter. It also had all the subtlety of a brick through a windshield. And I loved it.




