It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that swing (1/29/02)
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Kung Pow: Enter The Fist. [Steve Oedekerk, 2002.]
What's up,
Tiger and Crane Fist: Mr. Oedekerk and a potpourri of dumb gags are digitally pasted into some redubbed footage from the [perhaps deservedly obscure] 1976 feature, reinterpreted here as the quest of a martial-arts hero [the Chosen One] for revenge against the consortium of evil which killed his family, tossed him out into the wilderness in infancy to be raised by the birds and beasts of the field, and launched against him a conspiracy supervised/maintained by his nemesis the formidable badass Master Pain, aka Betty. Aided by a sweet Chinese girl, a few inept sidekicks, a border collie, a quasiCyclopean fairy-godmother with one enormous boob, and the occasional pair of gopher-nunchaku, he explores strange new realms of the martial arts, combats a mad cow, falls off a waterfall, defeats, finally, his enemy, and confounds the French-speaking aliens in flying pyramids who have been directing the global plot against humanity of which all this is only one manifestation; though not, apparently, before they succeeded in performing brain surgery on the studio executives who greenlighted this feature. Never mind that thing with the tongue.
____________The midnight Nash Rambler (1/14/02)
