Sometimes, logic fails — there is no way to look at a film like, say, 2008’s RoboGeisha, and follow a train of thought back to the spark of something that ever made sense.

Unless a giant robot punching buildings that spray fountains of blood, women with samurai swords shooting out of their asses, or fried shrimp being used as deadly weapons are things that make sense to you. In which case, have I got a movie for you (as well as a restraining order).

That dude’s voice will haunt me for the rest of my days.