Tonight we celebrate Chinese New Year. We had Peking Duck, with sweet and sour pork ‘n’ chicken balls, prawn crackers, and – a bit off-piste, perhaps? – a Thai curry.
I got us a bottle of Nozecco, as well. And we’re watching Fist of Fury (1972!). I had wanted to watch Kung Fu Hustle. But we didn’t want to pay for it. And couldn’t find it free.
We tried Jet Li’s Legend of the Red Dragon. But it was just too silly/shite. So we looked at what was ‘free to us’, and settled on this:
It’s dubbed, as was the Jet Li film. Dubbing is something that renders most movies unwatchable to me. They sound so stilted and unconvincing!
Fist o’ Fury is just marginally more watchable than the Jet Li one. Both are ludicrous in the extreme. The culture of cartoonish machismo is just downright bizarre in its extremity.
Still, we’re persevering! Just for a bit of silly fun. Altho’ I might wind up thinking we ought’ve shelled out for KFH!?
PS – The day after; in the end I bailed. Went to bed at 7.30! Which isn’t that unusual for me any more.