I'll just share with you a passage from a vintage New York Times article about this Sonny Chiba classic:

"The movie, which was made in Japan and distributed here by New Line Cinema, is about a master of Oriental martial arts who takes delight in ripping pieces of flesh from other people's bodies with his bare hands. He kills one would‐be rapist by literally tearing off the man's genitals; he dispatches another adversary by grabbing him around the throat, digging in his nails and pulling out an Adam's apple. In both scenes, just in case there is any doubt about what has happened, the hero triumphantly holds his bleeding prizes up to the camera so that the audience can get…

A lean and mean merging of both the yakuza neo-noir and martial arts action film, each inelegantly stripped down to their purest essence of communication through blunt and brutal bodily harm. With Sonny Chiba doing Bruce Lee levels of confident flexing, expressive mugging and battle cry heavy karate fights—which makes sense, you can feel Toei wanting to cash in on the international success of Enter the Dragon's 70s exploitation genre-bending—but as a far less honorable and more gleefully ugly, animalistic and sadistic for-hire warrior than Lee would have ever wanted to play. At one point he punches some mafia goon on the top of his head and as he does it the film cuts to an X-ray image of the…

An absolute beast of a martial arts exploitation movie. Starring the great Sonny Chiba as an antihero every bit as ruthless as the various villains he faces off against. He's a man whose moral code says that there isn't a problem that can't be solved by simply murdering everyone in sight. The Street Fighter begins with an eacape from prison before moving onto the main plot, which sees the title character embroiled in a plot by the Hong Kong mafia to steal an oil company from it's newly installed heiress. The plot is well paced and interesting for the most part, but where this film really shines is in the action. The karate fights are not particularly fancy but they…

the cinema of pure athletic brutality, sonny chiba just bodying dudes left and right, no fancy moves, no flourishes, just an unvarnished ass-kicking-teeth-bashing-dick-crushing whirlwind of mayhem.

i'm very familiar with american action, which generally emphasizes shot/reverse shot montage, and hong kong action, which plays fights out as a highly-choreographed ballet of weapons and martial arts, but something i've observed about action across many japanese films is that it's a combination of restraint and musculature -- an american action director can get away with cutting around a performer who doesn't know shit about fighting, and a hong kong director can usually expect his cast to be trained as dancers or choreographers from the long-standing tradition of peking opera, but japanese action…

He ain’t so much a good guy as he is a bad motherfucker - Clarence Worley

It’s hard to disagree with Clarence’s assessment of Sonny Chiba as Terry Tsurugi; he is not portrayed as a good guy. His motivations are largely financial, and honestly, he can be quite unpleasant. He shows little concern for handing over a girl to be sold into the sex trade. He is a ruthless individual who excels at causing harm to those who deserve it or, in many cases, don’t, as long as he is paid his fee.

I’m not sure what moment I enjoy more, the fella Chiba hits so hard he spits all his teeth out like Tic Tacs, or the infamous X-ray…