The Man from Hong Kong (The Dragon Flies) Reviews
I mean the people and vehicles involved in this film are superhuman in durability and stamina that ends up making for some incredible sequences.
Of course the scenes in-between the action are very good, but their frequent laughability, and oh did I mention the action, make up for it.
Plus: where else are you going to see the One-Armed Swordsman go after James Bond, with the help and hindering of the Toecutter and Fifi from Mad Max.
Featuring some truly over the top action and stunts, this is well worth the time you might spend tracking it down.
"The Man from Hong Kong" suffers from an identity crisis: director Brian Tenchard-Smith's feature film dÃ (C)but is no more Australian than it is Chinese which may help explain why it works -- in this case -- on a superficial level mixing equal parts of Grant Page's thirst for octane with Sammo Hung's occasionally satirical; occasionally visceral martial arts choreography.
Where past hybrids tended to frustratingly vacillate "The Man from Hong Kong" is the best, in choreography terms, of both capricious low budget guerilla film industries strikingly captured by Russell Boyd's lens though on a whole it's about as sound as Roy Chow's English dub of Wang Yu's dialogue.
According to the 2008 documentary "Not Quite Hollywood: The Wild, Untold Story of Ozploitation" nearly everyone involved on the Australian side of "The Man from Hong Kong" found star and unaccredited co-director Jimmy Wang Yu abrasive, controlling, openly racist to his white female co-stars, and all-around unbearable to work with.