One could make the case that Bennett's physical presence is not intimidating in the slightest: a pudgy, 40ish Aussie who looks like he just got back from Fire Island, with his chain mail skirt, cut-off sleeves, fuck-me boots, and push-broom mustache. It almost seems silly that this is the "ultimate bad guy" who must have a showdown with a 1985 Arnold Schwarzenegger at the peak of his physical prowess. It just adds insult to injury that Arnie has a great name in the movie: John Matrix (which is in the running for Best Name Ever). Bennett, on the other hand, doesn't even get a cool first name like "Xavier", "Ace", "Damian", or "Bones".
It's a shame Bennett had to die, but I think he went out the way he would have wanted: beat to a pulp by his arch-enemy John Matrix and then impaled through the chest with a giant pipe. If only we all could be so lucky. Bennett, you are officially one of the Greatest Movie Villains.
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