THE TOXIC AVENGER (2023)

Studio:   Cineverse
Director: Macon Blair
Writer:   Macon Blair
Producer: Mary Parent, Alex Garcia, Lloyd Kaufman, Michael Herz
Stars:    Peter Dinklage, Jacob Tremblay, Taylour Paige, Julia Davis, Jonny Coyne, Elijah Wood, Kevin Bacon, David Yow, Sarah Niles, Shaun Dooley, Luisa Guerreiro

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Summary:

A down-on-his-luck stepdad takes on a corrupt criminal empire after he accidentally mutates into a monstrous superhero.


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A staggering amount of weirdo world-building occurs all throughout “The Toxic Avenger,” but the opening scenes are particularly packed with gags and gore that firmly cement the underground comic book setting as well as the off-kilter tone. For a movie based on a Troma cult classic punched up by notable names getting gruesome and goofy, the film features exactly what one would expect: kooky characters, midnight movie atmosphere, an irreverent attitude, and more than a pinch of toilet humor. Instead of a remake, it might be more appropriate to call “The Toxic Avenger” a hardcore reimagining of the “Garbage Pail Kids” as a superhero origin story, except with adults-only humor and splattery horror.

After a narrated introduction from Peter Dinklage, who plays down-on-his luck janitor and single stepdad Winston Gooze, comes text identifying the first location as “Ye Olde Sh*thead District.” The city is Saint Roma’s Village, whose “Welcome to” sign on its “Depressing Outskirts” section makes the letters not covered in rust spell out “Tromaville.” J.J. Doherty, a whistleblower secretly trying to expose poisonous pollution at the BTH biotech factory, meets with reporter Mel Ferd in an office where Mel’s runner-up award for “Very Good Investigative Journalism” hangs proudly next to a bulletin board linking BTH to organized crime and citywide corruption. Mel barely has time to collect J.J.’s incriminating evidence before he’s repeatedly shot with a pistol, a shotgun, and finally a harpoon by six ridiculously costumed members of a “monster core” band moonlighting as hitmen.

Given that all of this happens prior to opening credits, which stick in a warning that the movie’s “possible side effects include fever, foolishness, and butt guts,” anyone would be forgiven for fearing “The Toxic Avenger” might have nothing but lowbrow comedy and carnage in store. Lowbrow comedy and carnage are indeed included, but don’t be surprised when deliberate crudeness becomes unusually entertaining as development deepens and storylines rev up to hit high-spirited strides.

“The Toxic Avenger” doesn’t stay stagnant on a lazy low road at all. On the contrary, writer/director Macon Blair stuffs in jokes at a high ratio of potential laughs-per-minute usually only seen in a Zucker/Abrahams spoof. Quiet one-liners from offscreen background actors. Punny titles on book covers and billboards. Scrolling ticker text on TV news broadcasts. One of the ways “The Toxic Avenger” keeps viewers constantly engaged comes from constantly filling the screen with blink-and-you’ll-miss-it buffoonery that simultaneously fleshes out a uniquely bizarre little universe mixing cartoon craziness with grindhouse grisliness.

Another way “The Toxic Avenger” stays engaging is by being centered on a surprisingly heartfelt story of a struggling Everyman genuinely driven to be a caring parent to his angsty, introverted stepson. Winston wasn’t even married to Wade’s mother, yet when she died a year ago, the man made it his mission to raise the emotionally troubled boy right. Never mind the huge debt and dingy apartment in a neighborhood where mom and pop storeowners are regularly shaken down by a Kojak-lookalike mobster. Winston just wants Wade, whose big dream is to drum up the courage to perform a dance number at New Chemistry High School, to not have it so hard, even if the boy regularly treats Winston like a necessary nuisance.

As Winston, Peter Dinklage does terrific work to make warmer moments endearing, like when he tries cheering up Wade by dressing in Toxie’s signature tutu, or timing drier comedy just as well as over-the-top bits, whether that’s dealing with a dopey doctor or an insurance company rep who frustrates him with confusingly named policy plans. Dinklage’s nuanced portrayal, which one might not presume from a role dominated by delivering mutant mayhem, complements Kevin Bacon’s intentionally exaggerated villain, a narcissistic CEO whose callousness and carelessness eventually has a hand in transforming Winston into the titular force for vigilante justice.

Across the entire roster of primary and secondary players, there’s a push-pull where some characters exhibit more seriousness while others plump up on Porky Pig ham. Yet the range between those two ends is tighter than it sounds, and doesn’t come across as actors going rogue or being directed to conflicting speeds. Rather, there’s a persistent sense that a careful eye makes sure the overall mood is balanced for consistency no matter where any particular person or scene inserts a quirky spark or geyser of neon-colored goop.

Amid the unexpectedly earnest family drama and occasional spectacle of Toxie using his urine to melt metal, “The Toxic Avenger” even slips in some satire when political extremists take over a fast-food restaurant because they’re upset the burger chain’s mascot swapped genders. Wearing berets that make them look a little like they’re about to kidnap Patty Hearst, the hapless hostage-takers get their comeuppance at the hands of Winston, literally, when the monstrous little ogre starts ripping off limbs before tearing out one terrorist’s intestines through his anus.

Certain production company associations and a two-year gap between the film’s festival debut and widespread release may inspire some cautious reservations, but the entire experience is far more enjoyable than out-of-context examples of crassness might lead one to believe. Outnumbering instances of childishness, or the wonkiness of several oddly abrupt cuts, are fun creative decisions such as making up Elijah Wood to resemble Danny DeVito’s Penguin or a running gag with a warped bird puppet. “The Toxic Avenger” feels like a true Troma film, but older, wiser, and with a lot more star power and wit to go along with the grossouts and B-movie bloodbaths.

NOTE: There is a post-credits scene.

Review Score: 85