Okay, so I'll openly state that I saw this with the English subtitles which came with the retail DVD, but judging from the poor story-telling on screen, I'd well believe them to be faithful renditions of the original speech.
The Naked... films: anyone who knows of them should expect cool visuals, well-choreographed action sequences and beautiful women. Who kill men after sex - let's not miss that part.
Naturally then, being a red-blooded male, I expected to enjoy this.
Unfortunately, the story is daft, with actors hamming it up to the max as if they themselves are unable to believe that the choices made by their characters make for a remotely serious film.
The plot isn't worth mentioning because you'll either want to see hot girls fight or you won't, and it really does come across as a side issue, but the big regret is having to read/listen to all that terrible dialogue. Normally, I'd fast forward to the good bits, but with action - however mindless - seemingly penned into every other page of the script, it would be pointless.
Such a pity then that the action - for the most part - is cheesy too.
Wire-fu moments are fitted in as if someone had made a promise to give people work, the tone of both the film and fights themselves shift as if whimsical to say the least, and there's supposed to be this romance thing going on which will just induce mass groaning from viewers; to top it all off, somebody's agent convinced somebody that Sammo's character should have an adopted daughter, who of course deserves plenty of screen time, regardless as of how annoying she is(!), in an already over-packed cast!
At least Anthony Wong's cameo is justified. An all-round performer, his brief fight scene sums up an already confused film as he gleefully mocks not only this flick, but somehow martial art films on the whole with his cliché-ridden bout.
Watching this, one may want to turn it off if there's another film option close by, but at least check out Anthony's end fight just to put yourself in a less disgruntled mood.
The Naked... films: anyone who knows of them should expect cool visuals, well-choreographed action sequences and beautiful women. Who kill men after sex - let's not miss that part.
Naturally then, being a red-blooded male, I expected to enjoy this.
Unfortunately, the story is daft, with actors hamming it up to the max as if they themselves are unable to believe that the choices made by their characters make for a remotely serious film.
The plot isn't worth mentioning because you'll either want to see hot girls fight or you won't, and it really does come across as a side issue, but the big regret is having to read/listen to all that terrible dialogue. Normally, I'd fast forward to the good bits, but with action - however mindless - seemingly penned into every other page of the script, it would be pointless.
Such a pity then that the action - for the most part - is cheesy too.
Wire-fu moments are fitted in as if someone had made a promise to give people work, the tone of both the film and fights themselves shift as if whimsical to say the least, and there's supposed to be this romance thing going on which will just induce mass groaning from viewers; to top it all off, somebody's agent convinced somebody that Sammo's character should have an adopted daughter, who of course deserves plenty of screen time, regardless as of how annoying she is(!), in an already over-packed cast!
At least Anthony Wong's cameo is justified. An all-round performer, his brief fight scene sums up an already confused film as he gleefully mocks not only this flick, but somehow martial art films on the whole with his cliché-ridden bout.
Watching this, one may want to turn it off if there's another film option close by, but at least check out Anthony's end fight just to put yourself in a less disgruntled mood.