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 works an unremarkable job at an ordinary office, hiding a peculiar secret: his buttocks sit where his face should be. By night, he transforms into Oshirimae Man, the city's last line of defense against increasingly bizarre threats. His quiet existence shatters when a mysterious drug begins circulating through the streets, causing citizens to develop the same anatomical anomaly. Following the trail leads him to a corporate pharmaceutical facility where he stumbles upon a horrifying conspiracy: the "Oshirimae Man Empire Revival Plan." A vengeful villain orchestrates this scheme with one goal in mind, reshaping humanity's very biology according to their twisted vision. Oshirimae Man races against time to dismantle the operation before the drug spreads irreversibly through the population. Part absurdist action comedy, part genuine thriller, the film balances ridiculous premise with surprisingly high stakes. Viewers hungry for comedy that commits completely to its outlandish concept while maintaining real tension will find their match here.