Showing posts with label swordplay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swordplay. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Swordplay..with Laundry: The Warrior's Way Trailer (2010) HD


What exactly is one to make of The Warrior's Way? It opens in typical Samurai-slasher fashion, but hold up - its narrated in a Western drawl and the star is actually a Korean.

Noe of the above details significantly derail the story, which weaves nearly all of the standard plot lines: warrior, weary of bloodshed, seeks solace in the anonymity of a small town; local girl takes a shine to him, even as she plots revenge on the evil renegade colonel (Danny Huston, happily villainous as usual) who almost killed her as a teen; said small town seeks ways to throw off the shackles of colonel's tyranny and rejuvenate itself. And oh yeah, there's a parallel story that th members of the warrior's clan of killers are after him for not killing the last remaining member of a rival clan - of course its kind of hard for even a  battle-hardened samurai to put a sword through the heart of an infant girl, but the master doesn't care. If won't kill, as he's been trained to do, then he must be killed.

All these threads are wound together ever tighter, and against the backdrop of the turn of the 20th Century in the American Badlands, with highly stylized skyscapes, mostly blood red, matching the action on the ground, fluid fighting scenes and an all too brief interplay between lead Dong-gun Jang, and Geoffrey Rush, the latter as the local drunk who's hiding a fighting man inside.

By the time the credits roll, there's enough blood and carnage to fill another hundred action movies, and yes - there's more than the hint of a sequel. But there's just that little bit of existentialism in Warrior's Way, just enough 'odd' for it to stand out among the other 'Kill Bill' imitators out there.

There may not be enough for you to rush to the cinema, but if you can stand the mayhem, Warrior's Way may prove worth dissecting on a late night on the couch, over a beer or two.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

21st Century Know-it-all: Scott Pilgrim knows everything but when to stop


This is the kind of film that this writer would have gladly waited in line, even killed for 20 years ago (there, I gave my age away - big deal, its in the profile anyway).

Scott Pilgrim vs the World is a wise-ass movie by a wise-ass director and co-writer(Edgar Wright) that I would have heralded as sheer brilliance and worshipfully praised, in much the same manner that the graphic novel base (by Brian O' Malley) is being venerated.

But instead, its just another mildly enjoyable graphic novel adaptation made annoying by a never-ending ending (not to mention that gay kissing scene). Michael Cera and Mary Elizabeth Winstead prove up to the lead role demands, but its Ellen Wong as the spurned Knives Chau that steals the show - despite a winning turn by Jason Scwartzman as the final of the 7 evil ex-boyfriends that the lead character has to defeat in order to get the girl of his dreams.

Wright throws everything at the viewer, visually and sonically, but the proverbial kitchen sink (did I see a sink get smashed somewhere?) but its likely that you will have made up your mind one way or the other long before the final credits eventually roll.