Early tomorrow morning I leave for Mexico. My best friend Miguel is getting married down there and I’m his best man. I live in Canada, the Great White North, and I’ve never been down south before. I’m excited about the trip but I’m equally trepidatious. I once got third degree burns when I stayed out in the sun to long here at home. I’m pretty much doomed once I get down there. Besides the deadly sun I’ve also received the following warnings from various people:
1. Don’t drink the water.
2. Stay near crowds to avoid getting murdered by the crime families who run the resorts.
3. By wary of deadly jellyfish swarms, and
4. Wipe down all the utensils so I don’t get worms.
That’s just a few of the things I have to worry about. Don’t even get me started on airplanes and sharks and all the other dangers that await me. But I’m trying to stay focused on the positive aspects of the trip. I’m sure it will be a blast. It’s mine and Vanessa’s first vacation together and I’ll have a bunch of my good buddies there too. It’s two weeks away from work if nothing else.
In celebration of the trip I thought I’d review a toy with Mexican ties but I had a really hard time finding one. Most of my toys are made in China. I think the only Mexican made toys I have are the terrible Batman and Nightwing bootlegs that Miguel brought back for me as a souvenir a few years ago.
I tried to think of Mexican pop-culture characters. The first one I thought of was the Spider-Man villain Tarantula who I could’ve sworn was Mexican but after reading his Wikipedia page I discovered that he hails from a fictional South American country. The next one I thought of was Arana but I already reviewed her a few months back. I couldn’t think of any other Mexican super heroes and I couldn’t think of any Mexican G.I. Joes either. I then pondered if I had any figures of Mexican wrestlers like Rey Mysterio. It turns out I don’t but that line of thinking made me remember these two little figures.
M.U.S.C.L.E.(Millions of Unusual Small Creatures Lurking Everywhere) was a Japanese toy line exported to North America by Mattel in the 1980s. They were small flesh coloured wrestlers and they came in all kinds of weird varieties. I have previously reviewed two batches of them (Muscles 1 and Muscles 2). My brother Doug and I collected them and we each had sizeable collections of the little guys. None of the characters came with names or back stories so we had to make it all up ourselves. I thought these two guys looked like maracas so I named them the Maraca Brothers. They were some of my favorites and the were my reigning tag-team champions most of the time. I viewed them as Mexican Luchador wrestlers which is why they ended up the subject of this post.
The two figures are very similar. From the waist down they’re identical. Their maraca shaped torsos share many similarities such as the flower pattern near the belt buckle, the “handle” on the top, and the round masked face in the center. The differences are that one has a necklace of shrunken heads and an arm up in a punching position where as the other guy is jewelry free and has both arms at his side. I always imagined the guy with the necklace of heads was the crazier of the two; the one who would fly off the handle in pre-fight interviews and stuff like that.
Regrettably I decided to add some color to these two one day which is why they look the way they do. I actually don’t mind my color choices but I used a type of marker which didn’t age very well. A lot of the ink has rubbed off entirely or bled into other colors over the years. Apparently my 10 year old self didn’t feel the need to color the back of one of the figures for some reason.
Before I sat down to write this review I googled this character to see if I could find out his real name. Apparently he’s called Mixer Taite and he’s actually a blender, not a maraca. That flower pattern near his waist is intended to be dicing blades seen through what would be a clear glass body…strange. Also, I couldn’t find any reference to his partner so I think these figures are actually supposed to be variations of the same guy. It’s neat to find that kind of stuff out after the fact but I still like them better as the Maraca Brothers. 6 out of 10.
So adios mi amigos. Hopefully I survive the trip and this is not my final post. If all goes well I shall return in a week with a bunch of crappy Mexican bootleg figures to review.
Black History Month rolls on and I have another black action figure review for you. Today I’m taking a look at Butch Reed.
Butch Reed made his debut in the WWF in 1986. It was shortly after that when I became familiar with him. I don’t remember his debut as I was just getting into WWF wresting around that time. He was already an established presence when I started watching. He fought and defeated “The Birdman” Koko B. Ware at the legendary Wrestlemania III where Hulk Hogan slammed Andre the Giant. Apparently he went on to have memorable feuds with Tito Santana and Don “The Rock” Muraco. I remember all the fighters but the details of the match-ups are pretty blurry to me now; I would’ve been 8 or 9 when all this was going down. The main thing I recall about “The Natural” Butch Reed is his blonde hair. One of the reasons I don’t remember much about him may be because his stint in the WWF was quite short; he left shortly after Wrestlemania IV in 1988. WWF was the only wrestling promotion I cared about so when he left the organization he may as well of fallen of the face of the Earth as far as I was concerned.
I was aware of the WCW and knew who the stars of that federation were, mostly by way of generic wrestling magazines, but I never watched it. I knew that Butch signed with them after his WWF departure but I knew next to nothing about the path his career took. It was actually pretty interesting to read his wikipedia page in preparation for this review and to learn about what came after the WWF and even more so what came before.
From ’83 to ’86 he fought in an organization called Mid-Soutch Wrestling where he fought under the name Hacksaw. The Nickname put him at odds with Jim Duggan, the other Hacksaw. Mr. Duggan is the only Hacksaw I was ever familiar with because he carried that nickname with him when he entered the WWF some years later whereas Butch made the change to “The Natural”. I only ever knew Reed as a bad guy (or “heel” in wrestling jargon) so its neat to learn that he started out as a good guy (also known as a “face”) and the tag-team partner of the Junk Yard Dog. After Reed became a heel in Mid-South he took on a new partner, Jim Neidhart, I guy I know as “the Anvil” from WWF. Reed later switched back to being a face and had feuds with baddies like Ted Dibiase and Kamala.
After WWF he fought in WCW as part of a masked tag-team known as DOOM along with Ron Simmons. He and Simmons were eventually unmasked and ended up feuding with each other. Thing have been relatively quiet for Reed since he left WCW in 1992. though he’s fought for smaller regional promotions here and there. The best thing I learned from his wiki page is that he’s still alive. So many wrestlers from my childhood have passed away so it’s nice to check in on a guy like this who I haven’t give much thought to for the past few decades and find out he’s alive and well.
As kids I, along with my brother Doug, managed to collect nearly the complete collection of LJN’s big rubber WWF wrestling figures. We loved those things. Unfortunately they never made a Butch Reed. However, I had a double of Koko B. Ware and so I painted the double’s hair blonde and used it as Reed. I’m not sure why I had a double of the Birdman but I may have acquied it specifically to create a custom Butch Reed…I can’t recall for sure.
After LJN lost the WWF license Hasbro began putting out smaller articulated WWF figures which I didn’t like nearly as much as the big solid rubber ones. Meanwhile, Galoob began releasing WCW figures right around the same time. Galoob’s figures were solid unarticulated pieces much like the LJN figures but they were smaller and more-or-less to scale with Hasbro’s figures. I wasn’t interested in the WCW characters who had never fought in the WWF, like Sting and the Steiner Brothers, but I was happy that Galoob finally provided me with a real Butch Reed figure.
Since this figure is of plain ol’ WCW Butch Reed, and not WWF’s “Natural” Butch Reed it doesn’t have the trademark blonde hair, but hair color aside this is a great figure.
The sculpts on the WCW figures were ahead of their time. The likenesses are very good and the proportions are far superior to those found on the goofy Hasbro figures. Butch’s hair is textured, he’s got veins sculpted into his arms, and his Nike sneakers have loads of nice details.
The key to a great unarticulated wrestling figure is the pose and Butch has a great one. His arms are up and curved which is perfect for body slams, pile drivers, clotheslines, and a bunch of other essential moves. I also like that he has one open hand and one closed fist as that allows for more possibilities as well. Of the 3 WCW figures I have (I also have Lex Luger and Brian Pillman) Butch is my least favorite character but my favorite toy because of his great pose. 8 out of 10.
Well this is embarrassing. I told a friend that I’d review a wrestling figure in my next post so while at work the other day I pondered which one to review. I presently only have 3 wrestling figures displayed in my collection, an LJN Kamala in my bathroom, and Hasbro versions of Macho Man and Ted Dibiase in a display case on my man-cave wall. Since I see them all the time those were the first ones that came to mind. I opted to review the Ted Dibiase. I reviewed the figure from memory (which is what you’ll find below). But, when it came time to post the review tonight I discovered that I already reviewed this figure back in January of 2012. I guess after 600 + reviews I was bound to eventually review the same toy twice by accident. At least I took my own pictures this time. Some of this will be repetitive but I’ve added some new thoughts on this figure as well. He even scored a point higher this time. Enjoy…
I don’t have a ton of wrestling figures in my collection so I have to review them sparingly. But it has been a while so let’s take a look at another one shall we? I loved the solid rubber WWF toys produced by LJN when I was a kid. I had hours and hours of fun with them. I had a lot less fun with the Hasbro figures that replaced them after LJN’s WWF toy license expired. Personally, I found the solid rubber LJN figures to be superior to the articulated Hasbro figures of the early 90s on almost every occasion. But, when it comes to Ted “the Million Dollar Man” Dibiase, he was an exception to the rule.
The LJN Dibiase was one of my least favorite figures from that line. The biggest problem with him was the color of rubber he was molded in. As you are aware, most wrestlers are fairly scantily dressed. Usually boots, wristbands, and some tiny shorts make up the work uniform of most WWF superstars. Therefore it made sense for LJN to cast those big solid semi-nude toys in flesh colored rubber and then paint the shorts and boots afterwards. Less paint meant less cost. But, when it came to wrestlers like Million Dollar Man who wore a tear away tuxedo, or the Honky Tonk Man who wore an Elvis inspired rhinestone jumpsuit, it made fiscal sense to cast those figures in colored rubber and then paint the flesh tone on their face and hands. The LJN Dibiase was cast in black rubber. The only way to play with those toys was to bash them together in the wrestling ring. This resulted in frequent paint scuffs. When Dibiase would come down off the top rope to deliver a vicious elbow onto King Kong Bundy’s bald head a black skidmark was often left behind on Bundy’s forehead. Luckily these were fairly easy to remove with a rub of your fingernail. The problem with Dibiase was that when he was the recipient of an elbow, instead of taking a colorful scuff to his forehead, the flesh toned paint would rub right off of his face. It didn’t take long for my Dibiase to have a black nose and forehead; and no fingernail could fix it.
Beside the black rubber issue, the LJN Dibiase figure wasn’t posed very well for battle. He had a fistful of money and seemed to be leaning back in cowardice. My LJN Dibiase did not usually do to well in the ranks (My brother Doug actually kept a record book of every wrestler’s wins. We even awarded those with the most wins and longest unbeaten streaks Slammy Awards each year).
Ted Dibiase was one of those heels that I loved to hate. His character was just so despicable. I remember when he first entered the WWF. They hyped up his coming by showing vignettes of him belittling people by paying them to do stuff like lick his bodyguard Virgil’s toes.
When the Mattel figures came out most of them left me extremely underwhelmed. But there were two figures that I really liked; Macho Man and Million Dollar Man. It’s hard to believe this Dibiase figure is even part of the same toy line that produced clunkers like my previously reviewed Jimmy Snuka and Jim Duggan. This figure has unrealistic proportions, almost like he’s a dwarf, but it works within the stylized toy line. His tuxedo is black with metallic gold trim. It’s a much nicer looking and more iconic color choice than the purple of the LJN version.
The head sculpt is really nice. It’s not necessarily a great likeness but I still really like it. I think they maybe could have given him a more smug expression. This Dibiase looks a little too chilled out. The best thing about this head is that it isn’t prone to paint loss. This Ted’s face still looks like a million bucks even after all these years (see what I did there).
One of the things I liked least about the Hasbro toy line was the inclusion of spring-loaded action features. Those features are the reason why Snuka and Duggan look like freaks of nature. Million Dollar Man was blessed with one of the simplest, most effective, and least distracting features of the line. Spin his arm back and it swings forward to deliver a brutal “million dollar punch”. It swings with some serious force too. I hurt my fingers playing with this guy on more than one occasion. Lastly, the figure came with a super sweet version of his diamond encrusted million dollar belt. I’ve seen modern more realistic figures of Dibiase produced by companies like Jakks in recent years but I still think that this is the best Ted Dibiase figure released to date. 8 out of 10.
A quick side note: I didn’t go to my high school prom. I didn’t buy into that nonsense. But 3 years after I graduated a dear friend of mine asked me to accompany her to her prom before she moved away. I accepted, but there was no way I was going to wear a standard rental tuxedo. Luckily my mom is a professional seamstress (check out her handy work here) so she was able to produce a custom tux based on my design. The tuxedo was extremely wide legged which was a must for me at the time as a skateboarder/raver. As a color choice I went with a deep blue, almost purple, with reflective silver trim. My vest and bow-tie were also reflective silver. It may have been subconscious but I think its fair to say that Mr. Dibiase influenced my design.
Man I loved wrestling as a kid. I almost completely lost my taste for it into my teens but I do still indulge by throwing on a classic WWF DVD from time to time. My brother Doug is still pretty into wrestling but mostly in a nostalgic way. He collects toys of the guys who wrestled when we were kids and he reads their autobiographies but he doesn’t follow current going-ons in the WWE. Recently he told me about a special he watched which ranked , I believe, the top 100 pro wrestlers of all time. I was shocked when he told me that Hulk Hogan wasn’t number 1. I know some of you people grew up in the age of Stone Cold and the Rock and you think they’re the best and that’s all well and good. Some of you may be older wrestling fans who would rank some guy from the 70s in your number 1 spot, wrestling has been around a long time. But as far as I’m concerned, as a child of the 80s, Hulk Hogan is the undisputed greatest wrestler of all time. Yes, I know he actually wasn’t that great of a wrestler but I’m taking the whole Hulkamania package into account; the prayers and the vitamins and all of that. The guy was a goddamned super hero.
Anyway, the guy who topped the list was Shawn Michaels, HBK, the Heartbreak Kid. I don’t agree with this choice but that’s not meant as a slight to Mr. Michaels. I was a HUGE Shawn Michaels fan as a kid. That was long before he was known as HBK though. Doug and I idolized the tag-teams of the 80s: the British Bulldogs, the Hart Foundation, the Killer Bees, etc. Not only were tag team matches generally more exciting to watch, but the figures came in easily shared 2-packs. Doug and I used to emulate our favorite tag teams when wrestling our stuffed animals. When the Rockers, a team featuring a young Shawn Michaels and his partner Marty Janetty, came onto the scene Doug and I became instant super fans. We were won over by their high flying acrobatic moves and their rock n’ roll attitudes.
When wrestling Scooby Doo and Stinky, our largest stuffed animals, in our epic bedroom brawls it became common practice for Doug and I to tie our housecoat belts around our arms and legs in an attempt to replicate the Rockers look. I was always Shawn and Doug was always Marty. Pretending to be the Rockers was fun and all but we both so wanted LJN to produce action figures of the Rockers. Back in those days LJN produced big solid rubber wrestling toys which were well sculpted and a blast to play with. Sadly LJN lost the WWF license before they got a chance to produce any Rockers toys.
When Hasbro took over the WWF license shortly afterwards they began releasing shorter, articulated figures made of harder plastic. Some of them were okay but in no way compatible with our beloved LJN rubber wrestlers. Some of Hasbro’s toys down right sucked. Their Jimmy “Super Fly” Snuka figure received the lowest ranking I’ve ever given on this site (and yet for some reason it remains one of my most viewed posts??). Hasbro released the first ever Rockers figures and unfortunately they were on the sucky side of the spectrum. They shared the same action feature and construction as that god awful Snuka figure. Their legs were stuck together and their oversized torsos could be pulled down over their legs, revealing a giraffe neck, in order to launch the figures into a drop kick or something. Doug got the Marty out of the pack and I got Shawn. I hated that Shawn Michaels toy but I played with it a lot anyway since it was the only Shawn Michaels toy available at the time.
I still own that figure and I still hate it. He looks fat, has a growth on his back, and his proportions are way out of whack. You would never guess from looking at this figure that this guy would go on to make a solo career based on a heart throb persona. I almost feel like I should go out and buy a better Shawn Michaels toy for myself as dozens have been made in the years since, but I just don’t care enough anymore. This clunker shall remain my one and only Shawn Michaels figure. I should give it a 1 but just because I idolized this guy so much and this was his first ever figure I’ll give it a 3 out of 10.
In my last post I told you about how much I loved comic books and toys in the 80s. Another passion of mine that developed around the same time as my love of comics was my love of wrestling. I went to local matches at the Halifax Forum whenever I could and I sat mesmerized in front of the TV every Saturday morning to see all of the latest WWF action. It was like a soap opera and I couldn’t bear to miss a single episode because you never knew what you might miss if you didn’t tune in. While toys based on my favorite comic book characters were difficult to find at the time, that was not the case with my favorite wrestlers. Toy company LJN began producing solid rubber wrestling toys in 1984 and they continued to do so until 1989 when they lost the WWF license to Hasbro. Those 5 years of LJN figures coincided perfectly with my need for wrestling toys. Had they been released any earlier I would’ve been too young and by the 90s I was pretty much over wrestling all together. I bought a few of the Hasbro produced wrestling toys in the early 90s but I never really cared for them (here’s why) and I had lost interest in watching the matches on TV by then. But during that second half of the 80s I saw a ton of great matches and collected a bunch of great toys. And while solid figures with no articulation wasn’t ideal for super hero toys (like the Hulk I reviewed yesterday) I thought it was perfect for wrestling toys. Those big solid LJN toys could take a ton of abuse.
Brutus Beefcake joined the World Wrestling Federation in 1984. My earliest memories of him were when he was a member of the Dream Team with Greg Valentine. My brother Doug and I were always partial to tag teams and the Dream Team was a favorite of ours early on. They were champs for a while but they eventually lost the belts to another one of our all-time favorite teams, The British Bulldogs. Not long after that Brutus went solo and developed his new persona, Brutus “The Barber” Beefcake.
As the barber, Brutus’ new schtick was putting his opponents to sleep and then cutting off their hair. I very much enjoyed him as the barber and his popularity sky rocketed during that period. His outfits got flashier and flashier during his barber years. Most of them, with their long tassels and barely-there pant legs, are straight up disturbing. But this figure came out before he had made the switch to a solo act. This is from his Dream Team days, when his outfits, while still loud, were much tamer by comparison.
This figure features Brutus in some pretty spiffy pink pants. I don’t think that I could pull off this look but I actually think Brutus can, mind you a lot of leeway is given to wrestlers and hair metal bands. The spotted tights made this one of the most interesting looking figures of the LJN years. He’s also wearing his “sexy” elbow high gloves. Sadly his trademark bow tie is absent.
The face is kind of weird looking. The sculptors captured his smugness but he looks more like a smug Jay Leno than a smug Brutus Beefcake. And I’m just noticing now how strange his abs look. With these unposable figures, having a good pose was critical and Brutus has a pretty good one. Having one arm up and one arm down allows for a variety of simulated wrestling moves.
A funny side note: My brother Doug had this best friend named Brad for a couple of years during High School. Brad’s grandmother lived across the street from us and one day when Brad was visiting he and Doug got talking and they became pals. Doug started spending entire weekends out at Brad’s place in Cole Harbor. This Brad kid was OBSESSED with wrestling. He used to tell us that his high school had a wrestling league and that he was the heavy weight champ and that he wrestled in a mask. No schools around here have wrestling teams (as far as I know) and even if they did it definitely wasn’t WWF style wrestling with theme music and all that crap. And yet Brad continually told us stories of his epic matches with foreign objects and managers and all that stuff. When Doug would sleep over at his house, Brad would greet him in the morning and say that while Doug slept he had went to an early morning match and won. It was ridiculous and yet Doug let Brad think that we believed it all. Brad also told us that Brutus Beefcake was his uncle and that Brad had visited him in the States a few times and that Brutus had gotten him tickets to Wrestlemania one year. This kid was so full of shit but it was interesting to listen to. I wonder what happened to that guy…
Way back in June of last year I reviewed a trio of M.U.S.C.L.E. figurines. I can’t recall exactly what I said in that review but seeing as it was my first and only MUSCLE review up to that point I imagine I filled you in on the back story of this toy line. To recap, they were tiny wrestling figures imported from Japan in the mid 80s that you could purchase in a variety of multi-packs: large rectangular boxes (which big bro Doug and I used as the wrestling rings), small blister packs, and clear plastic garbage cans for some reason. Doug and I each had a fairly sizable MUSCLE collection which was relatively easy to acquire given how small and affordable they were ( I actually have no idea how much they cost but I’m sure it wasn’t much). The initial assortment of figures was only available in a solid flesh tone. Later figures were released in solid green, purple and other colors but Doug and I’s collection was pretty much entirely flesh toned. The few colored figures we had actually looked like knock-offs to me.
Much like the Battle Beasts of my youth these toys were basically a clean slate Only a select few had names on the packaging and there was virtually no established back story. The fact that they were wrestlers was pretty much the only story provided by the manufacturer. Most of them didn’t look like wrestlers as there seemed to be absolutely no common thread amongst the figures. There were animal people and monsters and and all kinds of really weird stuff that only the Japanese could come up with. Just look at the assortment of figures I’ve lumped together for this review and you’ll get an idea of the variety of characters within the line.
Regrettably I don’t recall all of the names that I gave to my MUSCLE figures when I was 8 years old. I played with them a ton but I’ve barely looked at them in the past 25 years so any clever monikers I came up with have slipped through the cracks of my mind. The only name that I truly remember from this particular lot is COMBO though I imagine the other names I just came up with for this review are pretty close to what I would’ve named these other guys back in the day.
Mummy is clearly some kind of bandaged up something with what I think is a long braid on the top of his head. I colored his pants with a marker years ago which I regret doing. It doesn’t look so bad on him but I really f***ed up some of my other MUSCLE figures when I attempted to color them. Combo was a favorite of mine as a kid. He’s clearly some sort of combination lock man. I seem to recall him being a frequent title holder in my MUSCLE wrestling league. Judo actually looks pretty close to human if you look past the absence of a nose. He’s a pretty cool, straight forward figure who was a member of a pretty deadly heel tag-team of mine. Lastly there’s Mr. Spray who is a living aerosol can. I guess it’s no weirder than a combination lock man but at least Combo looked mean and tough; this guy looks fat and goofy. But I like him regardless, he’s kind of cute. I used to make him use his aerosol spray like a foreign object whenever the ref had his back turned.
I think I graded them individually last time so I guess I should again. Mummy: 6, Combo: 8, Judo: 7, Mr. Spray: 7.
I think the last wrestling figure I reviewed was a craptacular version of Jimmy Snuka. Well today I’m going to review a much better figure of different wrestler with the same fashion sense as Mr. Snuka, Flyin’ Brian Pillman. I loved my WWF wrestling figures when I was a kid. Back in the day when the WWF aired on Saturday mornings Doug and I watched it religiously. But the WWF figures that I have such a fondness for can hardly be called action figures. They were just big chunks of molded rubber with zero articulation. I imagine that some kids back then longed for more traditional action figures but I wouldn’t have changed a thing about those big clunky figurines produced by LJN. I feel LJN losing the WWF license to Hasbro played a huge part in me losing interest in wrestling. The Hasbro figures were smaller, chubbier, articulated (poorly) and made of harder plastic. I collected the first wave or two of the Hasbro figures but for the most part they sucked balls and so I moved on. Hasbro is to blame for that Snuka monstrosity so you can see what I mean.
Around the same time that Hasbro launched their WWF figures another toy company, Galoob, released their own series of wrestling figures based on the WWF’s only real competitor of the time World Championship Wrestling; or WCW. I was never really into the WCW and probably only watched it a couple of times. However there were so many cross over figures because wrestlers tended to change promotions quite often so I was familiar with most of the wrestlers in Galoob’s 12 figure line. The line featured future Hall of Fame-ers like Sting and Ric Flair and other big names like the Steiners and Arn Anderson. I owned 3 figures from the line, all of whom wrestled in the WWF at one point or another: Butch Reed, Lex Luger and Brian Pillman. Doug had Pillman’s partner Tom Zenk along with Barry Windham.
The Galoob figures were leaps and bounds better than Hasbro’s offerings in my mind. They were the same size but they had superior sculpting and lacked articulation, akin to the LJN figures. I personally don’t think wrestling figures need articulation so long as they’re given a nice static pose. Sure it makes moves like the figure-four-leg lock impossible but it makes them durable enough to take a real beating. If I had dared to put any of my G.I. Joes or Transformers through the kind of abuse my wrestling figures endured I’d have nothing to show of my childhood but a bucket full of loose screws and broken plastic limbs.
My fondness of Pillman didn’t come from his stint in the WWF wither. That occurred around the time I was graduating from high school and I had been done with wrestling for years by then. I discovered Flyin’ Brian when he wrestled in Stampede Wrestling based out of Calgary. I barely remember watching Stampede Wrestling on TV as I would’ve been quite young but I remember really liking this guy. He was my favorite wrestler in the company. He had the same acrobatic stylings as the Rockers who were another favorite of mine and he seemed like a good guy.
I remember Pillman died a while back but I couldn’t tell you the specifics about it. I read his wikipedia page before writing this to refresh my memory on the man and was kinda shocked to discover that he died at the age of 35 back in 1997. His body was discovered in his hotel room after he failed to show up for his match against Dude Love/Mick Foley. What shocked me was his age. I turn 35 10 days from now so it’s kind of eerie. Hopefully I don’t have any undiagnosed heart conditions like this childhood hero of mine.
This figure is a great representation of the man how I remember him. He looks young and happy and ready to fight. He’s got his long curly hair which looks wet from sweat here. He’s wearing his classic animal print tights and he’s sculpted in a pretty good pose; perfect for diving off the top rope. R.I.P. Brian. 7 out of 10.