Through the transformation of the glorious WTF-Films into the even more
glorious Exploder
Button and the ensuing server changes, some of my old columns for
the site have gone the way of all things internet. I’m going to repost them here
in irregular intervals in addition to my usual ramblings.
Please keep in mind these are the old posts presented with only the
most basic re-writes and improvements. Furthermore, many of these pieces
were written years ago, so if you feel offended or need to violently disagree
with me in the comments, you can be pretty sure I won’t know why I wrote what I
wrote anymore anyhow.
An invisible villain is stealing babies from their cribs and out of
hospitals! The evildoer even mocks the police by announcing his or her victims
beforehand. Not even the son of Hong Kong's chief of police is safe, as hard as
the policeman responsible for the case, Inspector Lau (Damian Lau), is trying.
Eventually, the local superheroine (Anita Mui) - depending on the version of
your subtitles either called the copyright-endangered The Wonder Woman or the
incredibly boring "Super Heroine" - takes an interest in the case, which may or
may not have something to do with her being Lau's wife Tung when she's not
fighting evil while wearing a mask. But alone, not even she is able to catch the
invisible fiend.
Said fiend is a woman named Ching (Michelle Yeoh), using an experimental
invisibility device that is still in development created by a scientist she's
shacking up with. Ching is in the service of someone only known as Evil Master
or Old Bastard (Yen Shi-Kwan). Evil Master is a person of dubious gender (so
probably supposed to be a eunuch) with a most excellent plan: make one of the
stolen babies - all of whom are astrologically destined to greatness - the
emperor of China and turn the rest of them into his cannibal assassins. It's
quite obvious that Ching is conflicted about the whole baby stealing business,
but years of brainwashing are difficult to get rid of.
Once the police chief's baby has been stolen, another costumed heroine
appears. Chat aka The Thief Catcher aka Seventh Chan is more of a bounty hunter
than Wonder Woman is, preferably - though not exclusively - working for money.
Chat is also an escapee of the Old Bastard's assassin program, and an
old friend of Ching's, who once let her friend live when Evil Master told her to
kill Chat.
As a heroine, Chat is of the rather reckless sort, prepared to pull stupid
stunts like kidnapping a baby herself to provoke the invisible baby stealer into
action. That's the sort of plan that in a Hong Kong movie has a good chance to
end with a dead baby, which it does. However, this does at least bring Chat into
contact with Tung and lets the bounty hunter realize who is stealing all the
babies and why. Eventually - but not before it is revealed that Tung and Ching
have a common past too - the three women will throw their lots in with one
another and give the Old Bastard what he's got coming.
Before Johnnie To had his own production house, he was working as a director
for hire like just about anyone else in Hong Kong's industry. Most of his films
of this period don't show as much of the hand of their auteur as we are
accustomed from him now, and are instead realized in the directorial style of
the minute in Hong Kong, making them decidedly professional and strangely
impersonal affairs.
Nonetheless, some of To's movies of that time period are pretty great movies,
or are even, as is the case with Heroic Trio, minor classics of their
kind. Heroic Trio might be an impersonal effort by the standards of its
director, but it also features action directed by the great Ching Siu-Tung, and
perfectly adapts nearly everything that is great about early 90s wire fu movies
to the superhero genre that wasn't exactly filled with great movies at a point
in time when Tim Burton's Batman movies seemed to be as good as superheroes
could get on film.
The wire fu film's combination of the insane, the bizarrely violent, the
poetry of bodies in motion, the slapstick-y and the melodramatic always had
clear parallels to what's great about the superhero genre (one could even argue
that wuxia heroes are old-timey superheroes with swords), so making a wire fu
superhero movie seems like an obvious direction to take the genre in.
Of course, obvious directions don't always lead to watchable films. In
Heroic Trio's case, though, they do. Even though you can criticize To's
direction as being strictly inside the parameters of early 90s wire fu, with all
the Dutch angles, wobbly zooms and dramatic slow motion shots that implies, one
would have to be a soulless monster not to enjoy this style of filmmaking,
especially when the action sequences between the scenes of melodramatic slo-mo
crying are choreographed by someone like Ching who knows how to let non-martial
artists like Anita Mui and Maggie Cheung look more or less convincing in a
fight, or at least as convincing as is necessary in this sort of film. Michelle
Yeoh for her part doesn't need anyone to let her look good in an action scene,
of course.
It's also a true joy to watch a movie featuring three female superheroes
where the heroines' competence is never questioned by anyone. "But you're a
girl" is just not a sentence that belongs in a film coming from a wuxia
tradition so rich in female heroes, so nobody ever utters it. On a slightly more
superficial level, and one slightly less feminism-compatible one, seeing our
competent heroines played by Mui, Yeoh and Cheung is the sort of experience that
can distract a guy from a movie's flaws quite well, too.
Truth be told, I'm not even sure I should call Heroic Trio's
problems flaws at all. Perhaps, interpreting them as simple markers of their
place and time would be much fairer, especially given how much more enjoyable
they make the movie at hand. How, after all, can I resist a script that turns a
decidedly simple basic plot into a more or less labyrinthine construction of
flashbacks, side plots and contrived connections between characters? And how
could I not approve of a superhero movie actually willing to kill a baby, even
if it's only to give Mui the opportunity to cry some very decorative tears? And
how could I not enjoy Heroic Trio's sudden, generous, bursts of
ridiculous, awesome nonsense like Anthony Wong (playing the original cannibal
assassin) munching on his own cut off finger, or the great moment in the film's
finale when the Big Bad has been reduced to a skeleton and decides to ride
Yeoh's body like a bony puppeteer? How not to love a film morally dubious enough
to throw in a scene of one of its heroines mercy-killing a bunch of cannibal
toddlers for no good reason at all?
If Heroic Trio is one thing, it truly is the embodiment of the whole
of Hong Kong wire fu filmmaking in 1993.
Friday, January 19, 2018
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