It's the most late stage capitalist thing ever. You got a crazy Vietnam War vet who looks like he partook in the My Lai massacre, a sensei who still relives his Reagan era youth with hair metal and is pretty much stuck in the 80s, and a sheltered car salesman who is Mr. America Bourgeois values all trying to influence their poisonous energy on to kids who end up fighting each other and are on the receiving end of generational trauma. All while being played out through Okinawan Karate which was used as self defense against what we now call Japan, used by Americans in their suburban hell hole.

It's a fun spectacle.