So what do you know? Someone at Dimension Films has finally
clued in that Jackie Chan's films make money, and so they're now
slowly mining the vaults and releasing some of his Hong Kong
Golden Harvest opus.
Let me give you a couple reasons why you should see this film,
especially if you've never seen a Jackie Chan film, and if you're
expecting badly dubbed fighting and leaping:
- Chan's films are usually a
mix of comedy and kung fu. He doesn't take himself very
seriously, and so it's permission to have fun.
- The fight sequences are more
like dancing that fighting. Of course they're
choreographed; if they weren't, people would surely die.
Chan is the sort of perfectionist that drives film
producers crazy. He would spend six days on an inventive
fight sequence to get it absolutely right, even if it was
just a couple of minutes on screen. That kind of care
shows, and it's beautiful to watch.
- The outtakes. While the
credits play, he shows you what went wrong when they made
the film. Sometimes it's hilarious, but often someone is
hurt and medical staff rush to the actor's aid. I think
the message here is "Don't try this at home."
- It's all Jackie. No stunt
doubles. If you see him duck a falling oil drum, you can
be sure that it's he.
As stories go, it's a bit thin, but thick enough: the evil
British Ambassador is smuggling Chinese antiquities out of the
country. The government wants to preserve its cultural heritage
and keep them for generations to come. Jackie and his pals team
up with a G-man to put the Ambassador out of business. And then
there's relationship between Jackie and his family -- a stern
father and a wonky mother whose kung-fu is as good as Jackie's.
It's bales of good fun. Grab your best mate and go see it.
Drunken Master (IMDB)