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Jun. 3rd, 2002 11:46 amI hope the reason I can't find my wallet at work is because it's at home.
Update: It was.
Update: It was.
Jun. 3rd, 2002
Instant Review: Shaolin Soccer
Jun. 3rd, 2002 12:36 pmI had the good fortune to screen a recent Hong Kong film called Shaolin Soccer, which seems to be part formula sports movie, part wireworks kung-fu, part live-action anime, and part Blues Brothers.
Over-the-top does not begin to describe this movie. This movie does for physical comedy what "Airplane: the Movie" did for puns.
The premise of the story is, a washed-up former soccer player assembles a soccer team which uses Shaolin kung-fu in their game.
Not just your typical Shaolin kung-fu either. CGI is this movie's friend with priveleges. It's on the scope of Dragon Ball Z. But it builds slowly from the beginning, with small feats of strength, like a beer can being kicked two miles into a stone wall, and builds up to the really impressive stuff. Furthermore, the CGI is but a part of the wonderful cinematography, the likes of which we've seen in just about every foreign film that's been successful in the United States.
The humor ranges from subtle to outrageous to ominous, but it's always effective, no matter the character. The CAPAlert Guy and his audience may be pleased or disappointed that there's practically no sex in the film. The physical humor relies not on chemical bodily functions, but on surprise, suspense, and deception. Furthermore, the spoken humor translates well, even with the Engrish subtitles.
Thoughts from fellow attendees:
Also, in researching the film on the Web, I stumbled upon nude pictures of Amélie. Bonus!
Over-the-top does not begin to describe this movie. This movie does for physical comedy what "Airplane: the Movie" did for puns.
The premise of the story is, a washed-up former soccer player assembles a soccer team which uses Shaolin kung-fu in their game.
Not just your typical Shaolin kung-fu either. CGI is this movie's friend with priveleges. It's on the scope of Dragon Ball Z. But it builds slowly from the beginning, with small feats of strength, like a beer can being kicked two miles into a stone wall, and builds up to the really impressive stuff. Furthermore, the CGI is but a part of the wonderful cinematography, the likes of which we've seen in just about every foreign film that's been successful in the United States.
The humor ranges from subtle to outrageous to ominous, but it's always effective, no matter the character. The CAPAlert Guy and his audience may be pleased or disappointed that there's practically no sex in the film. The physical humor relies not on chemical bodily functions, but on surprise, suspense, and deception. Furthermore, the spoken humor translates well, even with the Engrish subtitles.
Thoughts from fellow attendees:
- Shoes on the cutting board? Who's he think he is, Bobby Flay?
- Wow, that guy really likes raw eggs.
- If America made drugs like that, we wouldn't be #13 in the FIFA rankings.
- Money it's gotta be the shoes!
Also, in researching the film on the Web, I stumbled upon nude pictures of Amélie. Bonus!