If anything, the film proves that John Wick is doomed to further Marvelization.
Part rollicking kung fu epics, part canny investigations into Chinese history, these films now receive the Criterion deluxe treatment.
As much money as Disney has thrown at the production, it still looks like it was always bound for streaming services.
The film is overstuffed with characters and subplots that ultimately have little to do with Ip Man and his legacy.
The film follows a young Chinese woman who disguises herself as a warrior in order to spare her ailing father from war.
The flawless A/V transfer of Disney’s Blu-ray fully translates the film’s aesthetic beauty.
The action builds to such a head that even the serious stakes of the film’s motivation give way to pleasant vibes.
Rogue One at least creates its own character dynamics and plot routes rather than coasts on existing ones.
More certain is that, no matter how much of the familiar the film will recycle, it will make a killing at the box office come December.
Donnie Yen’s performance is so good that it’s a shame Wilson Yip’s films have never strived to be more than briskly entertaining hagiography.
An immensely gifted physical performer, Donnie Yen isn’t strong enough an actor to suggest an authentic inner life to his character beyond a vague sense of stone-faced dissatisfaction.
The audience becomes conditioned to expect the action a few moves before the film makes them, which quickly renders the story tedious.
Dragon succeeds as a gallery of memorable moments.
The New York Asian Film Festival has emerged as quite possibly the most sheer fun of all the major New York film festivals.
Nothing in the film tops a tripped-out opening in which the titular hero takes on a German machine-gun nest with nothing but a knife and superhuman bipedal ass-kicking.
Leave it to Andrew Lau to drown a staid, fool-proof setup for success in grandiose tragedy and pseudo-significance.
Even as Milos predictably batters through a meager group of challengers, the film draws us in with relentlessly lyrical kinesthetics.
Macho Like Me is a tender coming-of-age story and a necessary portrayal of all types of men on the verge of nervous breakdowns.
Every cinephile wants to experience something special, singular, and rare in their collective pursuit of all things cinema.
Ip Man is an explosive exercise in bare-knuckled myth-biography.