Debt is deadly. Especially when it is your vital internal organs you are financing. A visit from the repo men is what is in store for those who fail to make their monthly payments and well, get ready for a gory mess of fun when they come to collect. They are kind enough to offer to call an ambulance for you, after they remove your organ, but a lot of good that will do you when you have no heart. "Repo Men" may border on the absolute ridiculous but it has camp cult status written all over it; making it one of those films you may not want to watch but cannot seem to stop yourself from enjoying. Set in a futuristic world where you can purchase an organ instead of waiting on that pesky donor list this movie does not deal lightly with the subject matter. The repo men will cut your heart out without flinching, remove a kidney in less than five minutes, and never bat an eye at slicing off your ears. When one of these men has a crisis of conscience the simplicity of repossession becomes anything but, turning the film into a wild ride of man vs. The Man. The story may be plagued with numerous plot holes, poor pacing where you never know exactly when something has ended and when something new has begun and subpar development of certain important relationships, but it is still at times hilariously funny, hugely entertaining, and shockingly in your face with its lack of conformity to the idea that blood and guts may suit an audience member better if left on the cutting room floor and not in the final cut.

Be prepared to see blood. Lots and lots of blood. For every moment of action in the film is plagued by lots of blood. Whether its from the slicing of a neck, the removal of a vital organ, or simply bullets plummeting through someone's body this film combines gore and action into one big spectacle. A spectacle it truly is as each motion of the blade is glorified. Every swing of an arm to wield a weapon of choice, ranging from a hammer to an axe to a typewriter, is exemplified. While each movement an actor makes while defending himself, or another, is swift and smooth and choreographed perfectly to the music ringing in your ears. This is action of a different dimension where a moment of extreme pain can be translated as pure symphonic ecstasy, for both the viewer and the character involved.