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By Amy R. Handler | March 7, 2013

The National Institutes of Health/National Institute on Aging website-header reads, “Smoking: It’s Never Too Late to Stop.” However, 1970’s anti-smoking icon Dr. B. Savage begs to differ. And with his shell-shocked eyes and half his face a burnt-out mass of cratered abomination, he’s not the man to cross.

Mark Daniels’ mindblowing, 17 minute grindhouse flick, Too Late to Quit, is not a movie to be taken lightly. Nor is his principal actor, Brook Hall, who portrays the almighty Dr. B. Savage in all his diabolical glory.

Savage wasn’t always the embittered, disfigured, violent hack we see in his later years. He started out ok—really. He preached softly and devotedly to small children, patients with lung cancer, obese, cigar smoking business tycoons, and even his cheating, whoring excuse for a wife. Savage never passed judgment on their wretched souls—truly he didn’t… well, maybe just a little, but only because he was a dedicated surgeon, who took the Hippocratic oath to heart.

Like most chainsaw carrying, crazed vigilante-terrorists, Savage was simultaneously revered, despised and misunderstood. But he didn’t care about any of that any more than he cared about his looks at the end. He was put on this planet for one reason, and one reason only—to demolish smokers before they could kill themselves.

If you’re beginning to think that this is some kind of a sick and twisted joke, you may be right, or devastatingly wrong. But no matter what you think about smoking, vigilante justice, or film critics, you’d best see Too Late to Quit as soon as humanly possible. Or it may really be too late!

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