Mad Bull is a wonderful example of the Japanese's warped view of American culture. It takes place in an alternate universe New York City where the palpable scent of death, decay, and violence permeates the air. A fresh, half Japanese recruit is teamed with a seasoned veteran nick-named Mad Bull for his tendency to shoot people's heads off a segment at a time. The recruit is serious and by the book, and Mad Bull would rather spend his time sleeping with prostitutes.
Naturally, in the beginning there is some tension between the two partners, stemming almost entirely from the recruit's contempt of Mad Bull's habit of sleeping with prostitutes and then stealing their money. He even has a cadre of whores that he pimps to his partner so he can lose his virginity. And this is the protagonist! He's the guy we're supposed to relate to! Amazing!
Eventually the mismatched duo need to work together in order to fight the character I have christened the "Super Negro"--a bad ass pimp (of course) who wants to do some bad stuff. I wish I could remember what that stuff is, but it's really secondary to Mad Bull's random outbursts of violent fury.
You should definitely view this if you are a fan of misogyny, violence, racial stereotypes, and heroes with absolutely no moral compunction. I loved it.
