Nobody talks about this one. Oshirimae Man takes the most ridiculous premise possible, a superhero whose defining trait is anatomically backwards, and commits to it with the deadpan energy of a legitimate crime thriller, playing every absurd escalation as if the fate of the city depends on it. The comedy lives in that gap between how seriously the show takes itself and how completely unhinged the actual threat is. By the time you're watching a pharmaceutical conspiracy unfold around people's butts migrating to their fronts, you've already stopped questioning why this works and started laughing at how committed it is.

Maejiri is an ordinary office worker with one odd trait: his butt is on the front of his body. In secret he leads a double life as Oshirimae Man, protector of the city. When a strange drug starts spreading through town and moving people's butts to the front, he infiltrates a pharmaceutical company and uncovers the Oshirimae Man Empire Revival Plan, run by a mysterious villain driven by revenge. Oshirimae Man must stop the scheme before all of humanity ends up like him. The film is an absurd comedy built entirely around its outlandish premise.