Showing posts with label Kung fu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kung fu. Show all posts

Monday, October 28, 2024

THE INVASIAN: Mad Monkey Kung-Fu (1979)

 

Each armed with half of a wooden key, two criminals (played by Siu-Tung Ching and Chiu-Sing Hau respectively) escape from jail in search of a treasure left behind by a kung-fu master. The treasure is not gold, silver, or bitcoins. In fact, it’s an old manuscript on the monkey style of martial arts. Before they can go up to the mountains to train properly, our shady heroes must go on the run from a pole-wielding villain named Tung Hak-Fung and his henchmen. If they don’t learn this new style soon and go ape together, they’re gonna wind up very dead.

After the incredibly colorful opening credits, I suspected that Monkey Kung Fu AKA Stroke of Death (1979) was going to be a stone-cold (if minor) classic. So far as I know, this is my first time encountering director Mar Lo. There’s never a dull moment and there’s a plethora of clever and fun fight sequences. I really appreciate the filmmakers’ restraint by not having any monkey screeches on the soundtrack or someone in a guerilla costume monkeying around. The comedy is restrained but the training montages are not. Monkey Kung Fu is a real charmer. Highly recommended.

Wednesday, October 16, 2024

The INVASIAN: The Gambling Ghost (1991)

Down on his luck gambling addict, Fatty (Sammo Kam-Bo Hung), gets entangled in a dangerous web of gangsters and thieves when the ghost of his grandfather asks him to get revenge against the descendant of his murderer. The Gambling Ghost has lots of laughs and plenty of action. My favorite scene is when Fatty pretends to be a ghost to skip out of paying cab fare. Hoi Mang of Zu: Warriors from the Magic Mountain (1983) is excellent as Fatty's sidekick.

Sadly, everything falls apart for me during one of the big climactic fight scenes when a megaton racist bomb goes off. While fighting Robert Samuels, Sammo Hung's character makes some hideous comment about his hair and his skin, and it really made my heart sink. It's a shame too because this movie is a lot of fun, but I just feel bad for Samuels who put up with it and I'm ashamed at the filmmakers who thought it was a good idea. So yeah, fuck this movie.

Wednesday, October 9, 2024

THE INVASIAN: The Chinese Boxer (1970)

 

After being expelled from his kung-fu school for being a total suckass, Diao (Hsiung Chao) returns from Japan having trained in Judo for several years. His goal is to destroy the school and start his own (with a gambling house next door as a side hustle). Luckily, the master of the school beats Diao’s ass and sends him on his way. But Diao ain’t done yet. He returns with Kitashima (Lieh Lo), a deadly fighter and a total psychopath, and some of his brutally cruel and highly skilled Judo cohorts. They kill or maim just about everyone in the school including the master. Lei Ming (Jimmy Wang Yu) isn’t the only survivor of this slaughter, but he’s the only one willing and able to stand up to Diao and his thugs. Lei spends months training his body to build up the mad skillz he needs to funk stuff up. Fellas! Fellas, please! Can’t we just talk things over?

The legendary actor Jimmy Wang Yu had already starred in over a dozen films before stepping into the director’s chair for this one. Does he succeed as both the lead and the director for this film? Yes. Big YES. I’m glad that I finally got around to The Chinese Boxer (1970), one of the most influential martial arts films of all time. It starts off deceptively tame (except for that rape scene - yikes!), especially if you are more accustomed to the wilder excesses that kung-fu cinema would explore by the mid to late 1970s. But fear not, The Chinese Boxer gets plenty crazy before the final showdown pops off. There’s a ton of bloody fight scenes all lovingly photographed by Shan Hua, who would go on to direct some bizarre stuff like Infra-Man (1975) and Kung-fu Zombie (1981).

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Twenty Nine Bucks

So I strolled into Sound Exchange (the Tampa location of course) with the intention of going through the dollar CDs when I realized that their dollar CD bin is something pathetic now (like less than a 100 CDs!). I was like "FINE! YOU FORCE ME TO BROWSE THROUGH YOUR USED DVDS!" And browse I did. Here's what I picked up. Now keep in mind that I only spent 29 dollars.











Friday, September 23, 2011

Killer's Nocturne



Killer's Nocturne
AKA Bat Ye Tin
Directed by Ngai Kai Lam
1987
Starring Alex Man, Siu-hou Chin, Pat Ha, Yin Tse, Hseih Wang, Ki Yan Lam, Alex To
91 minutes

Mr. Yin (played by Alex Man) is taking over all the nightclubs in town and oh yes, he is doing it hostilely! Yin wants revenge on Mr. Law (Yin Tse) for beating him at mahjong gambling. It's because of the shame of this defeat that forced Yin and his brother Hoi (Alex To) to live in exile in Japan for many years. Yin kills Law but makes it appear as though it was a suicide. Law's son Fung becomes obsessed with getting revenge on his father's murderer.



Fung does have some time for matters of the heart as the woman he has been chasing for many weeks is none other than nightclub singer Miss Rachel (played by Pat Ha), who just happens to be Mr. Yin's main squeeze. After Fung is severely beaten by Yin's bodyguards, Rachel takes care of the guy and even falls for him which, of course, gets her killed. Fung then flees the country and gets into the boxing circuit, fighting dudes and sometimes kangaroos. When he returns, he heads straight for Mr. Yin's Endless Night nightclub to settle the score once and for all.



If you are familiar with the films of Ngai Kai Lam (AKA Nam Lai Choi) such as Story of Ricky, The Cat, or Seventh Curse then the fact that he directed a gambling gangster drama action kung fu period piece shouldn't surprise you. In fact, I am so used to this director's ability to raise my eyebrows and drop my jaw that my face is in a permanent state of surprise all day, every day. Killer's Nocturne is both melodramatic and intensely violent. It has some comic elements, romance elements, and even some fantastical elements all mixed together in one magical concoction. Many of Hong Kong's best directors blend multiple styles in one film but few are as satisfyingly cathartic, mind-blowingly kinetic, or emotionally confusing as Lam's.



My favorite character in Killer's Nocturne is Fung. Siu-hou Chin (of Mr. Vampire) plays a very likable and righteous duder who becomes so driven by his quest for vengeance that nothing in the world matters to him more than destroying Mr. Yin. I love how, while on the boxing circuit, he finds out that losing a fight earns him more money than winning. So he becomes a human punching bag to make mad cash and unintentionally trains his body to take all kinds of abuse. In fact, Fung becomes so tough that when he finally comes back to Endless Night, Yin's goons have a VERY DIFFICULT TIME trying to kick his ass. Trust me, you will be amazed by the finale of this one.



I strongly encourage adventurous viewers to seek out the films of Ngai Kai Lam. I have enjoyed every single flick of his that I have seen with the exception of Saga of the Phoenix, which is a little too kid friendly in an obnoxious and disturbing way. All of his flicks are entertaining and so damn weird. Killer's Nocturne has an especially depressing storyline but the action scenes are brilliantly staged and the characters are sympathetic. So in the end, you'll be left with a feeling of abstract ennui. Sounds good, right? An understanding of the rules of mahjong will help you out here as there are a couple of mahjong games that are part of the plot. If you, like me, don't know jack about the game, don't worry, the music queues and the actors' reactions to the outcome help immensely.



See, I wasn't kidding!

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Top 10 Favorite Asian Horror Films



Well, holy hot damn, y'all. Color me gore-soaked! It is September 30th, the last day of Asian horror month here at Cinema Somnambulist. 30 days are NOT ENOUGH to cover all of the splendors of the eastern world, let me tell you. The best thing about this month was getting to all those unseen titles that I have been putting off for one reason or another. The other best thing is the weirdness is settling in. I have just been just a little off since the first week of The INVASIAN. I feel strange and that is very good. For some reason, I’ve been having more vivid dreams this month as well as some totally insane nightmares. I have no choice but to blame my cinematic diet this month (or those York Peppermint Pieces).

So yeah, ANYWAY, I was inspired by Aaron's (of The Death Rattle) rad post of his top 5 Asian horror films to make my own list. Copy cat! I'm going to go for 10 because it is impossible for me to narrow it down to just 5 titles.



#10 The Stewardess

This comedy horror film about a lecherous moron who cheats on his flight attendant girlfriend with another (hotter) flight attendant who turns out to be a murderous psychopath is a dang riot. The film has a little gore but the scenes are so cheap, that it feels almost blood free. What’s more important is the quirky vibe this one has. Its broad slapstick will appeal to just about anyone and it’s political incorrectness will please anyone who is even remotely aware of the racial tensions between China and Japan. Add in a gang of moronic Triads, a lot of slow motion, and comedic actor Sam Lee (of Biozombie), and you’ve got yourself a party. The Stewardess is oh so wrong and it’s all oh so right.

Full review here.



#09 The Red Shoes

In a genre flooded with generic bullshit and tired, formulaic plots, a film comes along that stays well within the acceptable plot constraints of what Asian horror came to be known for in the millennium –long haired ghosts with greenish skin and impossibe body contortions – but what it does with those same elements feels very different. What makes The Red Shoes special is that it takes the cursed item bit that Ringu, One Missed Call, Ju-on, and countless other films have done and runs it through an overdrive pedal and a Marshall stack. Everything about The Red Shoes is amped the fuck up. When you think you’ve seen it all, turn this movie up really loud one night and see if you see what I’m talking about. While it ain't exactly original, I have to give props to The Red Shoes for trying too hard and succeeding.



#08 Pulse AKA Kairo

I’ll never forget getting my cheapo copy of Kairo on VCD from eBay and watching it alone one night. I looked down and my pants were gone. They had been scared off of me and haven’t returned since. And that was my last pair of pants. Some people have told me they don’t think this movie is scary or they don’t get it. If this movie doesn’t get to you, even just a little bit, I don’t know what to tell you. What I love about Kairo is that it has one of the most important things that continues to scare me to this day: the thing that should not be. A character turns around and sees something impossible. It doesn’t jump at the screen and it doesn’t require a blast of nu-metal or some hyper editing to get your attention. The thing that should not be is there and it is not in a hurry to get you. It slowly makes its way across the room because it knows that it’s too late. You’re done for.



#07 The Heroic Trio

The Heroic Trio seems like more of an action flick but trust me, the horror elements are there. I have no idea where director Johnny To was going with this one but I’m glad he went there (wherever that is). Three lovely heroes played by Michelle Yeoh, Maggie Cheung, and Anita Mui are trying to stop a supernatural force from sacrificing babies (one of which will grow up to be the next emperor). This movie is just so bizarre and so unlike anything I’d ever seen before that it forced my mind to open up to all the freaky deaky that is Hong Kong cinema. Also, The Heoric Trio is so melodramatic that its syrupiness has its own atomic number (I don’t think I know what atomic numbers are.) and it has many, many plot threads going on at once. The breakneck pace guarantees a second or third viewing to catch all of the insanity. Highly, highly recommended.



#06 One Missed Call

Leave it to Takashi Miike (Japan’s gift to the world of extreme cinema) to make one of the best films of the “cursed item” genre. This time, it’s a phone call that you DO NOT want to receive. One Missed Call is a very interesting flick. It shows us an ultra modern world where everything seems safe and normal but lurking just around the corner are ghosts, especially angry ghosts, who still inhabit that world. Oh and these ghosts will fucking kill you. Themes of child abuse, neglect, and an ending that will definitely leave you scratching your head (even if it is twisted around backwards) are all contained in this excellent film that gets better with every viewing.



#05 Suicide Club AKA Suicide Circle

The only thing keeping this film so low on the list is its ending. What can I say? Suicide Club has a confounding and artsy ending that defies expectations (which is good) and doesn’t really deliver what the rest of the film has been building up to (which is less good). Enough whining! What you need to know about this movie is that when I watched it, I felt as though Asian horror had suddenly changed forever. It felt like horror movies were important again. Some folks tried to tell me that Battle Royale gave them the same feeling but for my money, this delirious bloodbath got under my flayed skin and stayed there.


(Had to do a screenshot. This movie has the worst poster/DVD art ever.)

#04 Mr. Vampire

I can’t believe I’m doing this. Somehow, Spooky Encounters starring the amazing Sammo Hung got knocked off this list by Mr. Vampire. I felt like I had to choose one kung-fu horror flick so I went with this one. If I made this list tomorrow, I’d probably do the opposite. There’s just something magical about Mr. Vampire. It makes me laugh really hard every time I watch it and there’s a lot to love about this splendorous film. Despite some its cheap make-up and cheesy effects, this kung-fu horror comedy flick is a classic thanks to its bevy of amazing stunts, big laughs, and a final showdown of epic proportions. Mr. Vampire is followed by an army of dry sequels and unworthy imitators. I can't really recommend any of the ones I've seen.



#03 Tomie: Replay

There are a whole bunch of Tomie movies. In fact, I just heard that the ninth in the series is being filmed right now. Tomie: Replay is not the best one. However, it is my favorite one. If you’ve never seen a Tomie film, don’t start with this one. I just really love the hospital setting and the sheer insanity of this flick. While Takashi Shimizu’s Tomie: Re-birth is the best of the series, Tomie: Replay wins my heart because it feels like a bad dream from start to finish. If you’re looking for something with a freaky mood, an unpredictable storyline, and horrific imagery, then check this out.

More about this here.



#02 Ichi the Killer

Ichi the Killer is one of the sickest films ever made but under the gore and the weirdness, there is a great deal of thought and imagination behind it all. Take a typical yakuza film plot and throw in hypnotism (I can’t stress how important this ingredient is), psychosexual trauma, sadomasochism, and enough blood to flood a small city, and you’ve got this film. The first time I saw Takashi Miike’s splatter classic, I was sick with the flu. Some friends stopped by and one of them was repulsed by what I was watching. He asked me to please turn the movie off. Through my feverish haze, I smiled at him and said, “No.” My friends left soon after that and I was left alone in my happy stupor. For gorehounds, Ichi the Killer is totally essential because it’s funny, disgusting, deeply sad, and smart.



#01 House AKA Hausu

I was in a rut. I wasn’t in one of those moods where I felt like I’d seen everything good there was to see (I’m not that stupid). No, I felt like all the movies I wanted to see were just beyond my grasp. It was either shell out $20 or more for bootlegs or just forget it. Then I was checking IFC’s schedule as I usually did every week to see if there was anything I wanted to record. And there it was: House. Not that friggin’ limping doctor show! House from 1977, a movie I had been reading about for years but had never been able to track down. And IF-fuckin’-C was just playing it out of the blue. I freaked out. I set my DVD recorder to record this fine flick and then told anyone who would listen to be sure NOT to miss this movie.

A few days later, the alarm went off and jumped out of bed to finalize the DVD-R of House. Sure enough, it was there. Work that day was agony. All I wanted to do was go home and watch the movie. When I finally did get home that afternoon, my wife and I sat down to watch what has become my favorite Asian horror film of all time. I lost track of how many times I had to push my eyes back into my dang head during this trippy, dreamy, riotous, and inexplicably wonderful masterpiece of weirdness. The Criterion DVD comes out this October. Buy it. Buy it. Buy it. Buy it.

More about this here.



Honorable Mentions and Runner-Ups

A Tale of Two Sisters
A Chinese Ghost Story
Eko Eko Azarak: Wizard of Darkness
Witch Board Bunshinsaba
Mermaid in a Manhole
Sick Nurses
Kuroneko
Audition
Dark Water
Matango
Lao Mao AKA The Cat

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Spooky Encounters



Spooky Encounters
AKA Gui da Gui, Close Encounters of the Spooky Kind
Directed by Sammo Hung Kam-Bo
Released: 1980
Starring Sammo Hung Kam-Bo, Ha Huang, Dick Wei, Fat Chung, Lung Chan, Ti-Ying Lam, Ching-Ying Lam
Running Time: 102 minutes
Country of Origin: Hong freakin’ Kong



Bold Cheung (played by Sammo Hung Kam-Bo) isn’t exactly the brightest guy in the world. He makes foolish bets with his stupid friends and he happens to be married to a miserable battleaxe of a wife (Suet-Moi Leung). Worse still, Cheung’s boss, Master Tam (Ha Huang), is sleeping with his wife behind his back. He nearly catches the two together one day but Tam escapes out the back window. Fearing Cheung’s famous kung-fu skills, Tam decides to hires a wizard named Chin Hoi (Lung Chan) to kill the dope with black magic.



When Chin Hoi’s colleague, Tsui (played by Fat Chung), learns of his plans to use his powers for financial gain (and evil), he decides to help out Bold Cheung. With the two sides playing against each other, Cheung becomes a pawn in a battle between the two former colleagues. To top it all off, when it looks like the black magic isn’t going to be enough, Tam and his evil crony frame Cheung for his own wife’s murder. Reanimated corpses, possession, zombification, a very determined police inspector (Ching-Ying Lam), and two really tall altars; that’s what awaits you in this wacked out flick.



A friend at work lent me two movies on a Thursday before a long weekend. Those two movies were Spooky Encounters and Mr. Vampire. The following Saturday, I watched both flicks and I’ve never been quite the same. My love of kung-fu films had gone into a coma since the 90s when I just got sick of the shitty quality of the VHS tapes available at my local Blockbuster video. Spooky Encounters was the shot of L-Dopa my kung-fu De Niro needed to come miraculously back to life! I recently replaced my gray market copy of Spooky Encounters with the awesome version from Fortune Star. A brilliant move if I do say so myself.



Sammo Hung’s Spooky Encounters is the greatest kung-fu horror film of all time* (or until I see something else that proves me wrong). If there is anything I can criticize this film for, it’s the flimsy plot which is a series of setpieces only tenuously tied together from scene to scene. But really, what horror flick (or kung-fu flick for that matter) doesn’t have that problem? Oh and women aren’t exactly portrayed in the best light. The only female characters that have any dialogue are both adulteresses. The cinematography and the atmospheric lighting perfectly compliment the stunning fight choreography and incredible stuntwork.



The first time I saw Sammo Hung in action (in this film now that I think about it), he immediately became my favorite kung-fu star. The guy is hilarious and big. Seriously though, Sammo Hung is a big dude which makes his kung-fu all the more impressive. Other kung-fu legends featured in this film are Fat Chung, Lung Chan, and Ching-Ying Lam. Lam would go on to star in Mr. Vampire and many other lesser variations of the same story. Chung would also get bitten by the hopping vampire bug and also appeared in several films of the same ilk.



So what’s so special about all this insanity? It’s friggin’ energizing! Spooky Encounters has an undeniably infectious energy thanks to its perfect mix of fantasy, horror, action, and comedy, the presence of the charismatic and hilarious Sammo Hung, and an excellent supporting cast. Hung directed many films but so far this one is still my favorite with its boundless verve (verve?) and imagination. Other assets to this essential film are the dark humor and its downbeat yet riotously funny and abrupt ending which must be seen to be believed.

*This shouldn’t be too difficult to dispute as just about anyone is more of an expert on the kung-fu genre than I am.



Skip to 1:35

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Fuzzy Kung Fu Memories



In that decade of greatness, the 1980s, some TV station (can't remember which) would sometimes dedicate most of their Saturday programming to Kung fu films. From around noon until midnight, they would play cheap junk fu like it was going out of style. I would spend the entire day in the darkness of our den absorbing these masterpieces as well as flailing around the room attempting to imitate the masters' moves. My mom offered to let me take karate lessons but I knew they would be too much work so I respectfully declined. Besides, the piano lessons were more than I could handle anyway.

One of these fabulous Kung fu Saturdays, my parents were gone all day and into the night. They came home just in time to interrupt the climax of an excellent flick where the team of good guys had finally reached the hideout of the lead villain. Suddenly, as the final battle began, the main baddie's hair turned white and then he flew at them. I had seen a lot of crazy shit that day but this fucker could fly!?!? That's when my dad picked up the remote and turned it to the news. Somehow, I repressed the rage and spent the next hour or two describing what I had seen during the day's film festival to my folks. It was all so hard to talk about since I didn't have the vocabulary at the time.

It wasn't any individual film that made the magic happen. It was the moviethon that had done it. I was in a hyper-elated state after an epiphanic Kung fu bender. Man, I wish that I could remember those flicks. Scott, a friend at work with a cult film obsession and a much better memory than mine, helped me track down one of the films that played on that fateful day. It was called Chinese Super Ninjas. In this one, the good guys travel around fighting ninjas who use the elements (earth, water, fire, etc.) as the basis for their skills.





So yeah, I still can't remember what the film was where the bad duder's hair turned white and then he proceeded to fly. The other one that day ended like this: Another team of good guys goes against a bunch of bad dudes. All but one or two of the good duders is killed. At the end, our hero (or heroes) walks over a hill to see that the enemy's reinforcements have arrived. There are like hundreds of soldiers running towards him. He just says 'fuck it' and runs screaming into them, sword drawn and ready to die. There's a freeze frame and it ends. We assume he is marching into his certain death. If any of you kickass mofos out there can remember either of these two films, please let me know.



Okay, one more. Shortly after high school (1994-ish), I rented a couple of Kung fu flicks for a drunken night at home (my folks were out of town). My friends came over and we watched something wonderful called Against the Drunken Cat Paws (AKA No One Can Touch Her). My friends and I were glued to the screen for its entire running time and then we were fucking robbed! The climax was cut down so badly that we knew we'd been ripped off. What made things worse was that the second film I had selected was boring and of inferior Kung fu quality. Still don't remember what it was. Do you have any idea how much that damaged my social life? It was a disaster and I've never had any friends since then.

Skip to 7:45 for what we missed:

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Double Game



Double Game
AKA Torino Violenta
Directed by Carlo Ausino
Released: 1977
Starring George Hilton, Emanuel Cannarsa, Giuseppe Alotta, Annarita Grapputo, Franco Nebbia, Laura Ferraro
Running Time: 85 minutes
DVD Studio: NoShame

Police Inspector Ugo Moretti (played by George Hilton) and his partner Danielle (Emanuel Cannarsa) have a lot on their hands as their beloved city of Turin is overrun with crime. There is a vast network of blackmailers, pimps, and thieves running rampant and the situation is made worse by a vigilante who has decided to rid the world of these hoodlums himself. Ugo is no help catching this 'avenger' because he himself is the vigilante. He is staying one step ahead of the criminals at large and the police who haven't a clue that one of their own is taking justice into his own hands.

Working under some obvious budget constraints, Double Game does have a few weak action setpieces but nothing too embarrassing. The cinematography is nicely shot and the soundtrack by Stelvio Cipriani is excellent even with a dash of bad disco. The story has some pretty obvious ties to Death Wish but the similarities aren't so glaring as to make this a full blown rip off. The most annoying part of the film is the pathetic Kung Fu skills of Danielle who kicks some ass in one scene and then gets laid out with one punch in another.

Double Game does not represent the best that Italian crime films have to offer (far from it actually) but the story is intriguing and George Hilton is always a safe bet. The plot has the prerequisite drugs, violence, sex and shady business all over it that every fan of the genre will crave. Director Ausino went on to make a sequel (in name only) to Double Game* and Don't Look in the Attic, a horror film I have yet to read anything good about.

* The sequel, Tony: Another Double Game, which I'll be reviewing soon is an extra on NoShame's Double Game DVD.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Joe Bob Briggs Goes to the Drive-In



We are drive-in mutants.
We are not like other people.
We are sick.
We believe in blood,
In breasts,
And in beasts.
We believe in Kung Fu City.
If life had a vomit meter,
We'd be off the scale.
As long as one single drive-in
Remains on the planet Earth,
We will party like jungle animals,
We will boogie till we puke.
Heads will roll.
The drive-in will never die.
Amen.


"The Drive-In Oath" by Joe Bob Briggs (page 314)



Though it has what is probably the ugliest cover in my entire book collection, I cannot show enough love for Joe Bob Goes to the Drive-In. This collection of Joe Bob Briggs' (real name: John Bloom) best drive-in movie reviews from his syndicated column in the early to mid 1980s is fun as hell to read and provides a marvelous snapshot of the ridiculous films available to the drive-in crowds back in the day.

The author's knack for satire is amazing as he skewers pop culture and especially political correctness by reveling in his backwards redneck persona. Prepare to laugh and be shocked by some of the wildly offensive things Briggs was able to get away with until he got fired from the Dallas Times Herald. He documents his termination from the paper as being killed and draws parallels to the JFK assassination.

As a moviethoner, I can't help but feel inspired by the insane dedication Briggs has for his beloved drive-in theaters. Damn it, that cover really is pretty awful. I think the concept of John Bloom standing on the cover with his alter ego is probably the lamest idea ever thought up by any human being ever. Okay, maybe it's not that bad. Used copies of Joe Bob Briggs Goes to the Drive-In and its sequel, Joe Bob Goes Back to the Drive-In, are available for next to nothing on Amazon. Richard of Doomed Moviethon says check it out.