Hydrogen: Okay, so the villain's Achilles heel is his crippling robo-autism?
Trillaphon: Robautism. That's got to be the lamest movie villain weakness since Invasion of the Saucer Men. I can already see the ending coming, he's going to be defeated by a Cholo in a lowrider with a Cielito Lindo novelty horn - his General Zod.
Hydrogen: All in all, R.O.T.O.R. takes top marks in all the "worst movie villain ever" categories. He's like the T-Negative 1000. He can only run backwards and hold his arms straight out/parallel to the ground like some kind of cartoon Frankenstein.
Trillaphon: If that were true it would be a huge improvement - he spends all this time and effort walking really slowly toward people and using his amazing inverse-color vision to arrive at gas stations 10 minutes after them/figure out that they're inside buildings their cars are parked next to, and then they just slouch down a little in their seats and he can't reach far enough to strangle them with his justice.
Hydrogen: Oh cruel fate, that would not see fit to grant me the gift of extendo-arms or a torso that bends.
Hydrogen: Let's just take a moment to appreciate the fact that despite R.O.T.O.R. being at least four years away from being officially ready, they had a locker with a freshly-pressed police uniform and a turbocharged motorcycle with his name literally written on it and a full tank of gas sitting ready for him when he broke out.
Trillaphon: Obviously they never thought he'd make it through the impenetrable labyrinth of folding chairs.
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