Welcome to the sordid world of the Mockbuster, a surprisingly lucrative industry. Trust me, if a movie has made money in the decades since the home video market exploded, someone has made a cheap rip-off of it somewhere.
The Mockbuster we are here to discuss is Kiara the Brave, which started life at Shemaroo Entertainment (which is really fun to say, by the way) in 2011 as Super K, a Last Airbender ripoff. When The Last Airbender tanked worldwide and was generally regarded as one of the worst things ever, Super K seemed doomed to die in obscurity in India. That is, until 2012, when another movie, this one featuring a redheaded princess in a green dress, exploded out of everybody's favourite animation studio, Pixar. The brain trust behind Shemaroo quickly realized, "hey, we have a redheaded princess in a green dress in our movie!" A quick title change and some deceiving cover art to transform an irritating side character into the main character, and now you have a Brave Mockbuster.
And oh my God, you guys, it's the best. By which I mean it's the absolute worst, a hideous, dumb, plodding thing of absolutely no merit whatsoever. But unlike Pup, which was hideous, dumb and brain-leakingly boring, Kiara the Brave is the kids' movie equivalent of a System Of A Down album - inept and jarring, and yet endlessly fascinating and entertaining because of it. It is, without a doubt, So Bad It's Good, and while I would never recommend it for children, a group of adults with something mind-bending on hand would get such a kick out of it.
It is the story of Dreamzone, a planet hidden from Earth where all the Clouds live. Ruled by the good King Maximus, who we first meet at his coronation atop a massive tower several hundred miles away from where the approximately seventeen citizens of Dreamzone are cheering for him, Dreamzone is, apparantly, the Perfect World. Unfortunately Maximus' brother, Dreadmas, is plotting his downfall, and seriously, what are royal parents thinking when they name their kids? "You will be Maximus, the good king, and if we have a second son we'll name him something that will guarantee he'll turn evil and try to take the throne from you in fifty years."
Anyway, Dreadmas' plan, given him by Destiny, a shapeshifting all-powerful being who apparently delights in toying with mortals despite being, to all appearances, the avatar of good, is to use a very complicated formula involving bats' wings, pasta and the blood of Dracula (who appears for like a millisecond and never returns) to create a Super Kloud, capable of controlling all of the elements, and therefore destroy King Maximus. Unfortunately his two inept demon sidekicks, Accidentally and Suddenly, who don't even get a decent "Who's on First" moment to excuse their names, screw up the formula. So what comes out of the cauldron isn't the all-powerful agent of destruction Dreadmas had hoped for, but an adorable (supposedly, it's hard to tell when everybody looks this creepy) baby who shoots lightning. Dreadmas orders his two idiot demons to kill the child, but Super Kloud's inexplicable ability to vomit gemstones makes the greedy creatures decide to hide him and raise him themselves, hoping to become rich.
Super Kloud grows into an adolescent in like a day, and so he's sent off to school, where his inability to control his invincible powers over the elements gets him expelled, instead of, like, taught how to control his powers over the elements, which is what a school for weather-people ought to do. Despondent, he wanders off, right into the Black Hole, a sort of grey sort of hole guarded over by two serpents who sing a half-Gregorian chant, half hip-hop ode to "dung sauce" - I'm not kidding - before trying to eat him. He's rescued by Mesmerizer, the King's Gandalf-like advisor, who does nothing but stroke his beard awkwardly and invite Kloud to play with his "many gadgets" that all look like 1980s electronics, before going "Universe-surfing" over to visit Maximus.
All of this is in the first fifteen minutes of the movie, and you'll notice that nobody named Kiara has shown up yet.
Kiara turns out to be Maximus' daughter, a psychotic creepy monster with empty, terrifying eyes who admonishes her father for not making her excited every damn second. But she has red hair and a green dress, so there you go. Her birthday party is very much improved, she thinks, when Super Kloud comes tumbling out of Mesmerizer's ponytail somehow, and proceeds to take everyone's advice to "chill" literally, dropping golfball-sized globs of ice on the castle. The princess and the boy become fast friends, and must band together a team of kids ("kid power" is mentioned several times, and you haven't lived until you've heard the grave, trying-to-be Gandalf voice of the sagelike Mesmerizer proclaim "they're trying to draw you away from your Kid Power, Super Kloud!) to stop Dreadmas and his even more evil accomplice, Dr. Ozox, who apparently rules pollution, from taking over Dreamzone.
Did I mention that all of these proceedings are watched over and narrated by the Planets Of The Solar System, here represented as grotesque disembodied heads with marvellous moustaches? Or that Destiny's Child keeps showing up, a cranky little boy who can't decide who he should be and so he keeps dressing up as pop culture figures like Spiderman, Jack Sparrow, Harry Potter and... one of the guys from Jersey Shore? and never once decides to be Beyonce?
Nothing in this movie is linear. Nothing progresses naturally from one scene to the next. It seems making things coherent was too difficult for Shemaroo, who opt to replace story with baffling incoherence and logic with just being batshit insane. At one point Dr. Ozox, who turns out to be the real villain in this piece, has Super Kloud and princess Kiara trapped in his evil lair, and he... just sends them home? Because the very next scene is Super Kloud and Kiara inciting the hideous troglodyte children into a revolt while Dreamzone's towers belch polluting black smoke into the air.
Words can't describe how ugly this movie is. Everybody's face looks like they were slathered in margarine and then lit from below by a flashlight held far too close to their face, fight scenes happen in slow motion not by choice but because nobody knew how to animate bodies coming in contact with one another, and no two objects actually touch. Meanwhile, everybody speaks dreeeaddfuuulllyy slowly to accommodate their lines into the terrible animation, and the soundtrack is nothing but public-domain polka and calliope music, tastefully muted in the hope that you won't actually notice the soundtrack is nothing but polka and calliope music. It's truly a dreadful, dreadful movie, and you totally have to watch it.
Story: What story? Events are strung together like they wrote plot points from eight different movies on little strips of paper and then flung them into the air. 0 Points
Execution: Laughable. 0 Points
Moral: Oh God. FOLLOW YOUR DESTINY, SUPER KLOUD! And don't pollute, I guess, because polluting turns clouds into zombies or something. 0 Points
Songs: There's just the one Dung Sauce song, but then again, that's the Dung Sauce song. Also the end credits have a really terrific "Super Kloud" theme song that's just the worst, with lines like
You can call me magic
Trouble someone tragic
Simply fantastic
Super K is what I am
0 Points
Did My Kids Like It? I told you, this isn't for kids. This is for grown-ups who have been chemically conditioned to enjoy it.
Score: 0/4, but oh my God, is it great.


