even worse than I expected, and my expectations were very low.
This is a remarkable film that I think blends and refines material from Sammo Hung's debut The Iron-Fisted Monk (1977) and Yuen Woo-ping's iconic Drunken Master (1978). The training scenes and fighting scenes aren't as intensely virtuosic as those in Sammo's previous two works, but this is still top-tier stuff even for Hong Kong standards.
I just wish I wasn't so exhausted when I watched it, I'll have to revisit this one.
If someone were to tell me that story and writing is what cinema is all about, I'd show him/her this film and John Huston's 1941 version back to back. This would make for a great comparison in practically every element of film imaginable except for the script.
The dialogue and story are the same, but there is no magic here.
Gone are the iconic performances by both the leading players and the supporting ones as well. Gone are the dark…
This is a wonderful but flawed musical melodrama!
From the very first moment I put the film on, the opening sequence got me excited. That scene is quite possibly the most energetic scene I have seen in my life. This scene represents that best of what the film offers, a party that feels like its never-ending. These scenes capture Grace Chang at her finest as she sings very catchy songs and dances to them as well.
However, the film attempts…