I've seen a lot of terrible films, and so I don't say this lightly... Castle of Fu Manchu is the worst movie ever created. It has no redeeming value whatsoever. It's not silly enough to laugh at. The plot is incomprehensible garble. The camera zooms in and out inexplicably while stuffy British wankers mumble stuff about things happening to people in places. Deeeeeeep Hurting.
Movie A: Forest Whitaker and his team of Federal agents track down a most wanted fugitive in a serious action thriller. Movie B: Arnold and his hodgepodge team of small town yokel law enforcement engage in hi-jinks. Movie C: An extended Chevy Camaro commercial (you will notice it conspicuously located next to Arnold's left foot on the poster. Seriously, if companies are going to try and sell me s*** while I'm watching a movie then they should at least cut the ticket prices in half) At about forty minutes in; movies A, B and C collide, resulting in one of the laziest, most poorly directed, worst sounding, incomprehensible sack of assorted rubbish that ever tried to pass itself off as a movie. The good news is that this will sit on the shelf nicely next to Steven Seagal's recent direct-to-video crap-fests.
And really? This was seriously directed by the guy who did 'Tale of Two Sisters'? Inconceivable.
One of the most confusing, unappealing sci-fi films I've ever seen. In this early Roland Emmerich disaster, super-badass-chainsmoker 'Felix Stone' takes a quick twenty minute jaunt through the Blade Runner set (music and all) and then proceeds to a mining station in space where a group of ex-cons-turned pilots and a bunch of teenage boy navigators reenact scenes from 'Sleepers' and 'Top Gun' while they wait (apparently) for some sort of invasion from a rival mining corporation, in what amounts to THE ALAMO: IN SPACE! Emmerich's early script writing philosophy; the cut and paste method. If he likes, it goes in!... no matter how badly juxtaposed against the preceding or following scene! Lighthearted fun followed by a teenage boy's suicide? Intense action packed dogfight following a teenage boy's alluded shower rape? Sure! Fortunately Mr. Emmerich was able to sort out his vision for the perfect summer blockbuster by the time of Independence Day... Good for us.