The Troma team topped themselves once again with this willfully obnoxious circus of perversions, bodily fluids, obscenities, and classic literature. This is one of their better hybrids of jocularity and gore, with an amusing appropriation of the well-worn Shakespeare story that substitutes New York City for Verona and features the inspired touch of casting Lemmy from Motorhead as narrator. The standard self-referential Troma touches abound (posters for their past schlock hits adorn every wall and viewers can always count on a cameo from the Toxic Avenger) and a gleefully cheery tone takes much of the sting out of casually broached subjects like child abuse, incest, and pedophilia. As with most in-house Troma products, the film succeeds due to the fact that as tasteless as it is, the underlying intent is not to offend or disturb (though certain sensitive audience members may find that it does both). The action is too outrageous, the special effects are too crude, and the humor is too broad for Tromeo and Juliet to be anything more than a great big joke at no one's expense.