June 12, 1992 at 04:00 AM EDT

As artlessly crowd-pleasing as a Golden Gloves tournament, this high-energy slugfest has you sparring with, and stepping into the ring as, a motley assortment of aliens (my faves are Dio, a head-chomping carnivorous plant, and Rotundo, who looks like a cross between the Michelin Man and George Foreman). The battles are quick, they’re vicious, and they’re over fast — which alone gives Fighting Masters an easy TKO over its video-game competition. B+

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