Six-String Samurai 1998
زبان اصلی، دوبله فارسی و زیرنویس چسبیده بدون سانسور
شش رشته سامورایی:
یک قهرمان مرموز و قدرتمند از نوع کلاسیک، دوستان با گیتار خود ماهر هستند، زیرا او با شمشیر سامورایی خود است. در کنار یک بچه که او را در یک نبرد دیدنی ذخیره می کند، دو نفر از آنها باید از دشمنان خود فرار کنند و به "وگاس های از دست رفته"، پایتخت راک این جهان آینده برسانند. -
Six-String Samurai (1998):
A mysterious and powerful hero of the classic kind, Buddy is as skilled with his guitar as he is with his samurai sword. Thrown together with a kid whom he saves in a spectacular battle, the two of them must now escape their enemies and reach "Lost Vegas," the rock 'n' roll capital of this future world. —
Locations: Loyola Marymount University - 1 LMU Drive, Westchester, Los Angeles, California, USA, Death Valley National Park, California, USA, Palm Springs, California, USA, Castaic, California, USA, Delfino Stages - 12501 Gladstone Avenue, Sylmar, Los Angeles, California, USA, Rhyolite, Nevada, USA
Keywords: post apocalypse, martial arts, child drives a car, man wears eyeglasses, low budget sci fi movie
نقل قول های فیلم
Mesh-Head: If I were you, I would run. Buddy: If you were me, you'd be good-lookin'.
Head Pin Pal: Nice tuxedo. Nice tuxedo to die in!
Buddy: Float away, little butterfly. Just flutter away. I got a gig in Vegas. And the wastelands ain't no place for kids.
Ward Cleaver: You ever try a pink golf ball, Wally? Why, the wind shear alone on a pink golf ball can take the head off a 90-pound midget at over 300 yards.
Death: Only one man can kill this many Russians. Bring his guitar to me!
Buddy: You still there? [Marks a line on the ground with his katana] Buddy: Cross that line, kid, I'll cut your little teddy bear in half. Last kid that crossed that line, I had to summon up the Spinach Monster with my rock 'n' roll magic. The Spinach Monster grabbed him, pulled him underground and made him eat spinach all day. Rumor has it, kid... he's still there.
Buddy: What are you lookin' at? You look up at the sky, you look down on the ground, but you don't look at me, kid. Got it?
Russian General: I do not like rock-and-roll music. This is too loud! I like folk music, soft, nice music, huh? Polka, waltz, anything!
Buddy: [Tired of the kid bawling and being a nuisance] I wonder where I could trade the kid for a ratchet?
Buddy: Don't touch my guitar, man.
Buddy: Who are you? Death: Death, Buddy: Cool!
Death: You have failed me for the last... nice shoes!
Satellite DJ: You're listening to K-LOST, home of the Apocalypse. The call in question of the day is, who will be the new king? I'm sending in an ICBM across the wasteland for all of you on the yellow brick road to Vegas looking for a hero. If you find one send him my way, baby.
On-screen text at beginning: In 1957, the bomb dropped, and the Russians took over what was America. The last bastion of freedom became a place called Lost Vegas, and Elvis was crowned King. After forty rockin' years, The King is dead. Every guitar picking, sword swinging opportunist, including Death himself, hears the call echoing across the wastelands... Vegas needs a new King.
Ward Cleaver: [as Buddy arrives at Ward Cleaver's property] How they hell are ya', boy? Hey, you finished payin' off that new Plymouth of yours? I tell ya', I sure hope to HELL you didn't go to one of those boys on the lot. They see you comin' a mile away, ready to EAT you alive! Those Plymouth dealers will tell ya' they're cuttin' you a break, when all they're doin' is just fattenin' ya' up for the slaughter.
Buddy: If you scratch my guitar, I'll kill you.
The Kid: A '56 Chevy Belair could kick a '48 Buick Roadmaster's ass any day, at least in a first quarter mile that is. Buddy: [Looks at the Kid, then at the ground, then back at the Kid] You come all this way out saying squat and now you're trying to tell me that a '56 Chevy could beat a '48 Buick in a dead quarter mile? [Looks at the ground again, the back at the Kid] Buddy: I liked you better when you weren't saying squat kid... Go to bed.