I did not think, given the description of this film that I would like it. I thought in my naivety, what could the writer know of the gangster life, being a boy from a privileged background? However, to me, he has got it just right.
What I found interesting is, you don't really know what someone has going on behind the facade, what level of experience someone really has, until you see them in action. I can never tell when someone is having me on. When they say, e.g. I am a great chess champion, a fighter (I can usually pick bullshit a mile away here) but, if someone has a background different to mine, maybe they can kick-ass, who the knows. There are all kinds of criminals, many who chase the gangster life acting against type, rebellion, poor judgment, idiot syndrome ... the list goes on.
Despite my earlier reservations, I found myself drawn into what was going on behind the actor's eyes, the glimpse into them, did they know something about the world they were depicting, was there tension, fear, secrets. They convinced me. I wanted to see what would happen. Turn the next page.
It is a world of secret societies and ancient martial arts collectives ... what not to like.
If you are a fighter ... the moment you face your opponent ... then, the bullshit is over ... the mind-set behind the man, the school of thought, what they a part of, is revealed. Then ... effectiveness is evident, the brilliance of those who went before, those who built the system, live once more. The house we lived in brought again to life.
Ian Chinsee played a convincing practitioner, a man in over his head, but a warrior to the end compelled by his code to act with Honor. He made me believe he could and would do these things, which I am sure he can.
The stuff behind the eyes the sense of an insight into who the actors are revealed by the scenes they inhabit, gave a tantalizing glimpse of who they really are. I liked the commitment to being their film version, selves.
I liked the plot. As a lover of the Bruce Lee phenomenon, I loved the fight scenes. I can see some of my favorite films celebrated and referenced in Ian Chinsee's film. Fist Of Fury, Enter The Dragon.
And, last of all, all these people make films on Brisbane. Brisbane, actors, writers, cinematographers, making our city look like a bloody international city worthy of a movie.
What I found interesting is, you don't really know what someone has going on behind the facade, what level of experience someone really has, until you see them in action. I can never tell when someone is having me on. When they say, e.g. I am a great chess champion, a fighter (I can usually pick bullshit a mile away here) but, if someone has a background different to mine, maybe they can kick-ass, who the knows. There are all kinds of criminals, many who chase the gangster life acting against type, rebellion, poor judgment, idiot syndrome ... the list goes on.
Despite my earlier reservations, I found myself drawn into what was going on behind the actor's eyes, the glimpse into them, did they know something about the world they were depicting, was there tension, fear, secrets. They convinced me. I wanted to see what would happen. Turn the next page.
It is a world of secret societies and ancient martial arts collectives ... what not to like.
If you are a fighter ... the moment you face your opponent ... then, the bullshit is over ... the mind-set behind the man, the school of thought, what they a part of, is revealed. Then ... effectiveness is evident, the brilliance of those who went before, those who built the system, live once more. The house we lived in brought again to life.
Ian Chinsee played a convincing practitioner, a man in over his head, but a warrior to the end compelled by his code to act with Honor. He made me believe he could and would do these things, which I am sure he can.
The stuff behind the eyes the sense of an insight into who the actors are revealed by the scenes they inhabit, gave a tantalizing glimpse of who they really are. I liked the commitment to being their film version, selves.
I liked the plot. As a lover of the Bruce Lee phenomenon, I loved the fight scenes. I can see some of my favorite films celebrated and referenced in Ian Chinsee's film. Fist Of Fury, Enter The Dragon.
And, last of all, all these people make films on Brisbane. Brisbane, actors, writers, cinematographers, making our city look like a bloody international city worthy of a movie.