Film Illiterate, wherein the proprietor records movies seen, and sporadic progress through assorted lists of the "best". Originally started after regretfully renting something forgettable for the third time. I've forgotten what, but never again! A tedious endeavour since 2005. Hello. 🙂
Drunk
Crazy-broken DVD I had for this one: the Cantonese audio track was missing on about a third of the chapters, replaced by a second copy of the English dub.
But anyhow, it's a great movie. Despite some real low points -- fart jokes, scatalogical humour -- it's more than redeemed by the highs.
Highest of the highs are the drunken boxing sequences. There are no wires or spectacular special effects -- no bullet time, no running battles along walls or jumping thirty feet. And unlike some of the other fights, there are no obstacles to fight around or props to fight with. But that doesn't mean it's just kung fu: it's kung fu on drugs. (Alcohol, as it happens: hence the name. Ahem.) How would you fight as if if you were a drunken fat man carrying a huge jar? Or a tipsy woman, giggling behind her fan? It's worth seeing just for the choreography.
Genre fans will not be disappointed.