writer or director albert pyun first foray into post nuke sci fi or action cinema remain to this very day his single most novel and idiosyncratic entry in that sub genre . it a wickedly wacked out black comic tongue in cheek end of the world oddity which fuse vintage 40 film noir convention morally upright gumshoe with a strong personal code of honor that constantly be challenge by every twisted turn of the convoluted jigsaw plot and fetch femme fatales and evil criminal underground figure and hard boil introspective narration and assorted just look out for themselves opportunistic low life dirtbags double and triple cross our amiably guileless hero and dense and smoky and shadowy lighting and a gritty urban set teem with violence and corruption and treachery and and unremitting moral blackness and a fiery big gun blast shoot out end with a raucous and spiky and nose thumb 80 funk punk sensibility . john stockwell and michael dudikoff be utterly engage a phillip and marlowe and a pair of cloddish and wet behind the ear and pork pie hat and trenchcoat wearing innocent who pattern themselves after laconically cool private eye after spend most of their life read pulpy crime thriller book in a subterranean nuclear fall out shelter . come above ground on april 1st and 2010 and the bumbling pair and unaware that they possess the two key for the last functional mx missile in existence and be totally unprepared for the harrowing experience they have when they finally venture into the brutish and bomb out post apocalyptic world . the endearingly dumb duo have perilous run in with rot face hippie cannibal and red haired hog rid biker chick and belligerent greaser and foul mouth white suit disco mutant kid ( . ) and decadent punk and and gigantic carnivorous sewer rat when they arrive in edge city and a grimy and amoral metropolis populate by all kind of freakish subhuman filth . the key folk who mercilessly chase after our boy be lethally entice and cold blood fugitive dame mile archer ( marvelously play to the nasty and do not mess with me buster . nine by impose and statuesque tall drink of luscious blonde water lisa blount ) and feisty tart with a heart rusty mar ( tasty brunette dish michele little ) and and vicious mob kingpins dash hammer ( a superbly steely don murray ) and spade chandler ( the always invigorate george kennedy ) and who be the two dastardly dude who dump the guy in the shelter back in 1996. load to the vibrant and head burst brim with grungy clothes fashion and equally grotty set design and gnarly make up f or x by greg ( vamp ) cannom and stylishly dim cinematography by charles minsky and a first rate wildnwailing new wave soundtrack ( the groovy theme song especially smoke ) and a generous sprinkling of thrill frantic action and a very dark sense of warped brash humor and dynamic direction and wittily right on homage to classic 40 literary fiction and film noir movie and spirited performance and punchy pacing and colorfully quirky character and and enough inspired oddball idea for at least a dozen picture and radioactive dream cook with a maniacally stoke and hop up vitality that both funny and enjoyable in equal measure and therefor making this welcome change of pace lampoon a refreshingly offbeat delight .