Lock Up: Distorted Blue Haze plunges the viewer into a nightmarish world of blood-soaked action and pulse-pounding violence, pushing the limits of human endurance. Frank Lee Wallace's 1989 original may have been a gritty, hard-hitting sports drama, but its darker sibling takes the intensity to a whole new level. The film opens on a sweeping shot of the imposing walls of Walden III, a maximum-security prison where the toughest of the tough reside. The camera pans across the yard before narrowing in on our protagonist, Nick Preston, a former linebacker played by Sylvester Stallone. A convicted murderer with a penchant for violence, Nick has been locked away for allegedly killing his wife, but he claims to be innocent. As the story unfolds, it becomes clear that Nick's hellish existence is only matched by his raw determination to prove his innocence. Despite the odds stacked against him, he uses his razor-sharp instincts to navigate the treacherous landscape of Walden III, avoiding the brutalized prisoners and crooked guards who prey on the weak. Upon his arrival, Nick is met with a mixture of hostility and curiosity by the inmate population. Many see him as a challenge, a fellow warrior who must be vanquished, while others, like his cellmate, Larry, played by Tom Sizemore, are drawn to his raw energy and unwavering resolve. As Nick navigates this complex web of alliances and rivalries, it becomes clear that he will stop at nothing to clear his name and bring the truth to light. Meanwhile, the sinister forces at play within the prison's administrative corridors threaten to undermine Nick's efforts. Penitentiary officials have a vested interest in maintaining the status quo, and they will do whatever it takes to prevent Nick from exposing their corruption. As the stakes grow higher, Nick finds himself facing multiple foes, from the ruthless warden to the cold-blooded murders within the prison's walls. It's here that the narrative of Lock Up: Distorted Blue Haze diverges from its original, succumbing to a hazy, almost surrealist world that can only be described as apocalyptic. Gone are the days of crisp, crystalline clarity; in its place, a throbbing, electric blue hue engulfs the viewer, rendering even the most mundane sequences trippy and nightmarish. The result is a visual aesthetic that shares as much in common with 1980's graphic design as it does with true-horror film tropes. It's a stylistic conceit that adds force to the central conflict at the heart of the movie. Intercut with high-stake action sequences, involving vicious brawls in sewage drains and hall-to-hall shootouts, and laced throughout these intercuts the viewers are treated to an array of frantic and frenetic prison sequences set amidst the blue haze. Nick begins to lose himself within the crushing space of the prison's 'other world,' furthering the mythological connections here which blur between our understanding of reality, Nick's narrative journey. Our universe shifts - like during a dream in sleep. Nick teeters on the ledge of sanity, threatening to plummet into the clutches of chaos - in his dark and darkest realities waiting to explode outwards into raw exposure to unleash a bloody blue haze. In these feverish, hallucinogenic set pieces, the film discovers an unsettling connection to the more despairing aspect of human mentality. Like an astral projection unfurling within human time-space prison exists. Incapable of truly moving within this strange zone or within a fluid boundary separating everything we'd regard as, being itself. Then there exist one event: our final connection lies within of prison when time seems to suspend in a chaotic scene in an empty football field (formerly known as a main main yard of an open yard within the old days) , played out as interludes amidst this aching narrative by now having the chance already understood the manner as I gave a sense: the wretched wall that has engulfed of everything – more deeply plunges us - below yet even down into there these once-seething remnants dismember shattered 'prison' and shatter everything beyond into pure dystopia - within all remaining remnant of everything... in what’s it have now a mad symphony but at last known even from how I once spoke. Ultimately, Lock Up: Distorted Blue Haze culminates in an apocalyptic dance of destruction, driven to the very limit of rational existence - destroying the foundations amidst other worlds to existance both with or apart with dystopian realms in order to turn what cannot be destroyed...