It gets you in the ribs, because the joke is a 40-year-old man who never let go of the henshin pose, and then the show refuses to laugh at him. Tanzaburo Tojima has wanted to be a Kamen Rider since he was a kid, and the premise's cruel gift is that reality finally hands him a Shocker to punch, a knockoff one, run by copycat criminals who also love the show too much. This is Shibata Yokusaru, the Air Master guy, so faces contort into rubber-mask grotesques one beat before a kick lands with real weight. The comedy comes from grown adults treating cosplay as a calling. The ache comes from how completely they mean it. If you have ever practiced a transformation in a mirror at an age where you absolutely should know better, this is aimed directly at you.
Tanzaburo Tojima spent his entire life chasing one dream: becoming a real Kamen Rider. Now pushing 40, he's resigned himself to collecting merchandise and rewatching old episodes, convinced those glory days have passed him by. That changes the moment a criminal organization bearing an unsettling resemblance to the legendary Shocker emerges, dragging him directly into the chaos he's only ever witnessed through a screen. What starts as survival instinct quickly transforms into something stranger. Surrounded by other aging Kamen Rider enthusiasts who refuse to let reality get in the way of their passion, Tojima finds himself caught between nostalgia and genuine danger. The line between roleplay and reality blurs as these middle-aged fans discover that sometimes your impossible childhood dream doesn't have an expiration date, it just needs the right catastrophe to bring it back. A comedy that takes its love of tokusatsu seriously while laughing at how desperately adults cling to their fantasies.