Plot: Even as social revolutions unfold and terrorism lurks in the shadows, the world is obsessed with competitive sports and none are more popular than Futuresport. The game was created as a peaceful alternative to settle disputes between street gangs, but caught fire and became a global sensation. Although Fixx (Wesley Snipes) is known as the game’s inventor, when he tries to talk about the social aspect of the sport, he is shut down in favor of more easily palatable elements. Such as Tre Ramzey (Dean Cain), the current top player and most popular man in the world, who happens to be obsessed with his own image and increasing his social profile. But when terrorists target him and turn him into a pariah, he is forced to reconsider his options and make some bold decisions, perhaps ones that could change the world.
Entertainment Value: This one is just ridiculous, a made for television production that centers on a sci/fi tinged narrative about a terrible sport of the future. This one looks and feels beyond cheap and rushed, a low rent vision of the future populated by cliches and laughable production values. The sport itself is like lacrosse with hover boards and is decently staged, aside from some horrible special effects when the players need to do some wild tricks. The narrative is as silly as you’d expect, with some great attempts at social commentary that are delivered with sincere intentions, but come off as total camp and add unintentional humor. I think this could have been immense fun if the movie had gone for broke with the b movie threads, but the overly serious tone results in some so bad, its good style entertainment. The cast is led by a trio of marketable 90s names, with Dean Cain as the white bread hero, Vanessa Williams as a bland reporter, and Wesley Snipes with one of the worst Jamaican accents ever. The performances are bad, but fun and to me, that is what you want from a film of this kind. If you’re a fan of super low end, b movie sci/fi flicks from the 90s, Futuresport has plenty of cheese to go around and is worth a peek.
No nakedness. This was a television production, but the home video edition boasts an extra five minutes or so, which tease, but don’t deliver. A small amount of blood, but not enough to warrant a point on the scoreboard. The movie has some mild violence, from the sports contact to fisticuffs to general action elements, such as shootouts or chases, but no real bloodshed. A busted lip is about as intense as it gets here. But given the tone and television origins, that makes sense. There isn’t a lot of action in this one, just a few brief bursts that involve generic action or shootouts, so the most kinetic sequences involve the sport itself. The dialogue is as bad as you’d hope, with a high cheese volume and some ineffective tough guy talk, but the real draw in this area has to be Snipes’ terrible accent, which is radiant. This is great stuff, as if he is doing a Saturday Night Live sketch and putting in little to no effort. The serious tone and mostly sincere performances just make this laughable material even more ridiculous. As for craziness, we have Snipes’ accent, the ridiculous special effects, overly serious tone, and hilarious attempts at social resonance, which up the score a little.
Overall Insanity: 4/10