Aachi & Ssipak is a psychedelic smoothie of animated action, bloody ultra-violence, and pure crassness to the 3rd power. It’s blended together with cyborgs, a totalitarian government, mutants, fetish porn, and a perverted pursuit of happiness. Directed by Jo Beom-jin and written by Kang Sang-kyun, Jeong Hye-won, Jo Beom-jin, the production of this Korean film spanned over 8 years as sequences were rendered and more money was raised to continue the process and bring this gem to the big screen.
In the near future, we as a society have consumed and depleted all of our natural resources and means of energy, but the human race can save itself from the brink of disaster with thier own shit. It seems the government has engineered a method of turning our poo into the means that drive our society forward. To encourage defecation among the populace the government doles out “Juicybars”, highly addictive popsicles that introduce a world a troubles. There’s hoodlums like Aachi and Ssipak, a drift-less version of BUTCH CASSIDY AND THE SUNDANCE KID who rob public restrooms to sell the Juicybars they steal. And then there’s the fact that if you over-consume these frozen treats you can turn into a blue skinned mutant that doesn’t have genitals or the ability to drop a deuce. These mutants have formed the Diaper Gang, led by the sadistic Diaper King. Imagine Tony Montana as Papa Smurf and you’ll be in the right frame of mind of who rules this blue skinned brood. The Diaper King and his clan have been trying to steal a large shipment of Juicybars, but the government has unleashed a cyborg killing machine by the name of Geko that embodies every element of ROBOCOP to bring the Diaper Gang to justice.
Toiling away in attempts to find more Juicybars, Aachi and Ssipak are sold out to the Mob by their buddy Jimmy the Freak, a pornographer with delusions of grander. Seems Jimmy thinks his next ass-play fetish film will cement him as an auteur filmmaker and cult icon. Thrown into the mix is Beautiful, our heroine with designs on being a star. She gets mixed up with Jimmy as he begins casting his latest feature film, an opus about a woman that saves the world with her magical anus. When Aachi and Ssipak chemically coerce Jimmy to get revenge on the Mob, it’s also a stroke of bad luck that the Diaper Gang decides to rob the Mob of their Juicybars at the same time that all get destroyed in a vicious shootout reenacted from ALIEN. Moments from being gangland executed Jimmy proposes an idea to the Diaper King, to use Beautiful as a vessel to poop all day for the gang and get them their Juicybars. Geko lays waste to the Diaper Gang and brings devastation in his wake on his quest to bring Beautiful into custody. Now Aachi and Ssipak are caught in the middle of this genetically altered hell-ride as they must put their friendship to the test to save the day and their own asses.
This film is heavily influenced by the most beloved of American cinema. There’s porn parodies of ALIEN and Stephen King’s MISERY that result in more gore than either film dished out combined. Elements of action follow the same sequences of THE UNTOUCHABLES, INDIANA JONES AND THE TEMPLE OF DOOM, MAD MAX, and TRUE ROMANCE. Some of the nuances are subtle, some hit you like a sledgehammer between the eyes and neither make any apologies. Batman & Robin and Superman are skewered in the same style as Disney, proving that as iconic as your nostalgia may be, it enslaves you like the rest of us. It’s like AKIRA meets THE HAPPY TREE FRIENDS. The story barrels along at a pace outside of a narrative, it’s about survival. Thing is not many approach animation with same piss and vigor that could unite fans of both John Waters and Michael Bay. The animation is first rate, coming at you with a sense of hand-drawn personality that recalls memories of THE TRIPLETS OF BELLEVILLE. The storyline seeks to shock and awe you, but moves at a tempo that will leave you behind if you don’t follow along, something usually reserved for early Tarantino or Rodriguez. This film serves as a testament to horror fans and other cinephiles that animation isn’t just something used to sell Pokemon cards. Here the vulgar and absurd are simply window dressing, it’s those that step inside that will find the imagination hemorrhage this epic allows.
Though there has been several issues concerning the rights and ownership of this film, but rumors have it that Aachi & Ssipak will make their way to DVD this time next year. MTV has supposed licensed the rights to adapt the film into an animated series, but personally I don’t foresee this moving forward being an awesome memo at Viacom. Until then keep your eyes to the International Film Festival circuit for its next screening or check the culverts of the Information Superhighway for this NSFW head-trip.