Roller Blade Warriors: Taken by Force

A mystical band of roller skating warrior priestesses clad in bikinis and wielding katanas patrol the post nuclear wastelands protecting virgins from the evil gang, who are sacrificing girls to a mutated monster in an old power plant. Dogshit. The script and acting are entirely one dimensional, the bad guys are all obnoxious buffoons, the priestesses are all 80's skanks, and the camera work is so amateurish it actually accentuates the feeble choreography and sword handling ability of the stars.

After almost 2 years of taking a break from watching this movie, after short quick views of no more than 5 minutes, I've decided to give up. My body, soul and everything just can not handle this shit. I don't want to even think about its excistence

It was to the first movie's credit that even with a lot of bare skin it wasn't too seedy. The flavour has changed somewhat here, and while there is still a bit of the magic in some scenes, the gross dude gang is not a good time. Go forth, and skate the paths of righteousness, my bredren.

With a little boost in the budget post-"Hell Comes to Frogtown"(1987), Donald G. Jackson follows up his insane mess of a film "Roller Blade"(1986) with another story of post-apocalyptic sexy rollerskating nuns fighting the forces of evil with the healing power of love. Despite being a slight improvement from the original, this sadly becomes another boring/absurdly bad B-movie mess, of skanky girls with ninja swords on skates, plus more of the expected Donald G. Jackson rapey sexuality than ever.