Review
Get ready to meet one of exploitation cinema's most unforgettable badasses. Mr. No Legs is a low-budget brawler that proves you don't need legs to kick serious ass. This cult classic kicks off with the gritty tale of a wheelchair-bound Vietnam vet who turns his disability into a deadly weapon. Using a pair of shotguns mounted on his chair, he goes on a one-man warpath to settle scores and deliver violent justice with style. It's loud, it's rough, and it doesn't apologize for its grindhouse grit. The action sequences are frantic and inventive, the stunts rough around the edges but bursting with chaotic energy. Every punch and gunshot feels like it's rattling the very screen, dragging you into a brutal world where vengeance is the only currency. The acting is as raw as it gets. Some might say awkward, others call it charm but the real star here is the sheer audacity of the concept and the man who pulls it off. The soundtrack drips with pulsing funk and relentless drive, perfectly underscoring the movie's wild, no-holds-barred attitude. Mr. No Legs is the kind of midnight movie that sneaks up on you with its weirdness and hooks you with its heart-pounding action. It's exploitation at its most fearless: trashy, bold, and utterly unforgettable. If you're craving a revenge flick that throws the rulebook out the window and rolls in on a wheelchair packing heat, this cult oddity has your name written all over it. Lock and load because this is one ride you won't forget.