FIGHTING MAD is one of the shortest feature-length films I've ever seen, clocking in at a mere 53 minutes. Even those 1930s-era B-movies were longer than that. It starts muscleman Joe Robinson as a boxer who accidentally kills his opponent in the ring, so he decides to escape to the wilds of the Canadian north and become a lumberjack.
Once there, Robinson becomes involved in the usual plot line involving a gang of criminals trying to evict a stubborn landowner from his plot. It's really an excuse for Robinson to flex his muscles and engage in a handful of slug-fests in which he brutalises a series of opponents who just won't stay down. There's some low rent action and heroics on display here, which makes it a rather amiable viewing experience.
Scotland stands in for Canada and does a pretty convincing job. Robinson was soon to elope to Italy to star in a couple of Italian muscleman flicks like TAUR THE MIGHTY. He might not be the world's greatest actor but then none of these musclemen ever were; they look good on screen and that's what counts.
Once there, Robinson becomes involved in the usual plot line involving a gang of criminals trying to evict a stubborn landowner from his plot. It's really an excuse for Robinson to flex his muscles and engage in a handful of slug-fests in which he brutalises a series of opponents who just won't stay down. There's some low rent action and heroics on display here, which makes it a rather amiable viewing experience.
Scotland stands in for Canada and does a pretty convincing job. Robinson was soon to elope to Italy to star in a couple of Italian muscleman flicks like TAUR THE MIGHTY. He might not be the world's greatest actor but then none of these musclemen ever were; they look good on screen and that's what counts.
