So, you fancy a film which contains a lot of butt-kicking, off-beat humour and a gritty underlining theme? Whoa, wait, there also has to be plenty of satire.
Not after much, are you? Well fear not, because Mirageman delivers!!!
Ripped into by some, unknown to most, and establishing himself a solid fanbase with a select few, Marco Zaror was kick-arse long before the comic ever existed; he had the e-mails, the dodgy outfit, the bad haircut... But about the film:
Obsessed with being in a prime condition to defend himself after BLAH (generic vigilante background psychology), one night our soon-to-be hero jogs into the scene of a crime in progress and then it's all a blur: his training takes over, he KICKS BUTT! Yes, this is what he was training himself for all this time. Yet it's not clear to him until one of the women he rescued turns out to be a wannabe TV reporter who thanks him on the news at 11.
Okay, so now what's a boy to do if he wants to become the next Batman?
Going through a range of ridiculous kits and taking the bus to places where trouble may lurk, "Chile's national hero", as the HOT - now bona fide - TV reporter dubs him, finds his exploits methodically covered as she cashes in on her looks (I mentioned that she's HOT, right?) and his antics for a winning combination.
But for how long can a dude in a mask stay in the public eye? How much of an impact can one man beating up bag-snatchers make on society? It's at this point that the film takes it up a notch and we see that it has a whole other level of depth, as it effortlessly pivots from light-heartedness-to-something dark; from the downright hilarious-to-sheer brutality for a grand finalé.
So if you're looking for something a bit different, do yourself a massive favour and check out Mirageman; you may be disappointed but there's an 8/10 chance that you'll like it!
Not after much, are you? Well fear not, because Mirageman delivers!!!
Ripped into by some, unknown to most, and establishing himself a solid fanbase with a select few, Marco Zaror was kick-arse long before the comic ever existed; he had the e-mails, the dodgy outfit, the bad haircut... But about the film:
Obsessed with being in a prime condition to defend himself after BLAH (generic vigilante background psychology), one night our soon-to-be hero jogs into the scene of a crime in progress and then it's all a blur: his training takes over, he KICKS BUTT! Yes, this is what he was training himself for all this time. Yet it's not clear to him until one of the women he rescued turns out to be a wannabe TV reporter who thanks him on the news at 11.
Okay, so now what's a boy to do if he wants to become the next Batman?
Going through a range of ridiculous kits and taking the bus to places where trouble may lurk, "Chile's national hero", as the HOT - now bona fide - TV reporter dubs him, finds his exploits methodically covered as she cashes in on her looks (I mentioned that she's HOT, right?) and his antics for a winning combination.
But for how long can a dude in a mask stay in the public eye? How much of an impact can one man beating up bag-snatchers make on society? It's at this point that the film takes it up a notch and we see that it has a whole other level of depth, as it effortlessly pivots from light-heartedness-to-something dark; from the downright hilarious-to-sheer brutality for a grand finalé.
So if you're looking for something a bit different, do yourself a massive favour and check out Mirageman; you may be disappointed but there's an 8/10 chance that you'll like it!