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The Butterfly
Jet Li goes to America when his sifu, Yuen Wah, disappears. Sounds like a perfectly acceptable retread of a hundred other martial arts movies with the added bonus of Jet Li and Yuen Wah. I was all in for this martial arts lollapalooza. How bad could it be? Turns out---really bad.
The Master was a failure on multiple fronts. The acting both from the Asian cast and the American cast was atrocious. Yuen's performance was at least interesting. Jet Li's try at comedy fell flat and I'll never understand why they kept that Timmy Turner baseball hat glued to his head during his fights. The American cast was at a high school play level at best.
The production values were bottom of the barrel. You could even see the mats in one shot where they were supposed to fall. Tsui Hark, the director, probably wishes he could take this one back.
The side characters were a mixed bag. There was a possible romance with a banker, Crystal Kwok, but she seemed way more into Jet Li's character than he was into hers. Three Latino gangsters became his unwanted disciples. And Yuen Wah had a blonde gymnast as one of his few remaining students. Most of these characters were around for comic relief and I use that term lightly.
The fights were okay, but not terribly inspired. Jet Li injured his wrist in filming which meant they had to work around it for the final fight scenes. Jerry Trimble and Jet Li made good sparring partners and at least there was some effort near the end to make the fights more exciting even if the sets were basic. Yuen Wah had some fun moments near the climax as well.
I hate to write disparaging comments about this movie because I had looked forward to watching Jet li and Yuen Wah in a movie together. With a heavy heart I have to write that it was painful to get through with only a few brief, entertaining moments. There is a reason this 1989 movie set on the shelf until 1992 after the release and success of Jet Li's and Tsui Hark's Once Upon a Time in China. If you are a fan of Jet Li it might be worth watching this earlier, pre-fame movie where the wirework was minimal. Just keep your expectations low.
The Master was a failure on multiple fronts. The acting both from the Asian cast and the American cast was atrocious. Yuen's performance was at least interesting. Jet Li's try at comedy fell flat and I'll never understand why they kept that Timmy Turner baseball hat glued to his head during his fights. The American cast was at a high school play level at best.
The production values were bottom of the barrel. You could even see the mats in one shot where they were supposed to fall. Tsui Hark, the director, probably wishes he could take this one back.
The side characters were a mixed bag. There was a possible romance with a banker, Crystal Kwok, but she seemed way more into Jet Li's character than he was into hers. Three Latino gangsters became his unwanted disciples. And Yuen Wah had a blonde gymnast as one of his few remaining students. Most of these characters were around for comic relief and I use that term lightly.
The fights were okay, but not terribly inspired. Jet Li injured his wrist in filming which meant they had to work around it for the final fight scenes. Jerry Trimble and Jet Li made good sparring partners and at least there was some effort near the end to make the fights more exciting even if the sets were basic. Yuen Wah had some fun moments near the climax as well.
I hate to write disparaging comments about this movie because I had looked forward to watching Jet li and Yuen Wah in a movie together. With a heavy heart I have to write that it was painful to get through with only a few brief, entertaining moments. There is a reason this 1989 movie set on the shelf until 1992 after the release and success of Jet Li's and Tsui Hark's Once Upon a Time in China. If you are a fan of Jet Li it might be worth watching this earlier, pre-fame movie where the wirework was minimal. Just keep your expectations low.
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