Movie Review: I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春

You’re getting dumber… dumber…

I saw this film last Sunday. The day before, I bought a plane ticket to go to Malaysia. The ticket is non-refundable.

Why is that important?

Because  I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春 was made in Malaysia. And if I had seen it before buying the ticket, I might have changed my mind.

Actually, that’s not true. I can’t, and don’t blame Malaysia at all.  **I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春was only filmed there.**

*And Malaysia looks nice. I’ll verify that next month.*

***I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春* features a whole lot of people who work for TVB, the Hong Kong TV network.**

So had I seen this film before coming to HK for the first time, I definitely would have canceled my trip.

Therefore, TVB gets ALL the blame for this mess.

The Gang of Film (電影人幫) went to the Chinachem on Sunday to catch this… movie.

***I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春* was shown on the 96″ screen (I am not joking) of the 34 seat house. I think the ticket was HK$35.**

It’s hard to remember, because if I think about anything at all to do with the film, I feel myself getting stupider.

So why did we watch  I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春?

Well, before the film we’d have said that it had Yuen Wah and Yuen Qiu.

Then again, it has Nat Chan.

It’s got Hong Kong people, and it was playing in a Hong Kong cinema.

So we were kind of obliged.

We were thinking **I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春 might at least be entertaining.**

Well, we were wishingit would be.

希望在一方面. 在其他排泄.哪一個填充第一?

When we asked ourselves why we were watching I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春 duringand afterthe film, we had no answers.

We were having trouble forming complete sentences.

***I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春* ‘stars’ former Chinese Olympic diver Tian Liang.**

What can I say about this photo that hasn’t already been said about Edison Chen?

For a lot of reasons I’d prefer that the film starred Guo Jingjing.

手交谈. 大鼻子洋鬼子.

Tian plays Wing, a young man brought up by the Yuens and trained to be an expert in Wing Chun. He was raised by them because his father made a deathbed request. See?

“Leave me for the wolves, but take the kid, will ya?”

So Wing is raised to be a… Wing Chun master.

Good thing his name wasn’t 福.

But this training apparently took the place of school and socialization, because Tian plays the character in a way that he shouldn’t.

千萬不要延緩.

But at the very least he has company on that short bus.

Lots of company.

Not just the other characters.

The other actors.

The director.

The screenwriter.

Anyoneinvolved in the making of this film.

I have rarely seen a film so overrun with product placement. Pensonic is a brand of electronics in Malaysia. They make TVs, blenders, and a whole bunch of other stuff.

So I can’t say that I learned nothing from watching  I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春 .

I also realized how awful a film can be. And I’ve seen some doozies.

***I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春* tacks 10 minutes of story onto the front and back of a series of gags with no narrative contribution that lasts for more than an hour.**

I’m not kidding. The story develops for 10 minutes; someone hires an underling to go find Wing and bring him hither. The young man tasked with the job inexplicably assembles his friends, who I assume to be marginal Malaysian stars, to accompany him. They find Wing with virtually no effort, and together they start on their return journey.

They have a fight scene. The next scene is anotherfight scene. Then they go to Wing Chun Street (not kidding) and the whole movie shits its diaper for over an hour. A series of gags are experienced by the cast.

The audience just gags.

How awful and tedious are these ‘jokes’?

One of them is done twice. It’s excruciating.

But it burns up a good 10 minutes where otherwise the filmmakers would have had to think or work.

The film features an appearance by Indonesian actor Ilham Anas as Barack Obama.

The scene is as funny as it sounds.

It’s so bad that when **I Love Wing Chun/笑詠春**** finally gets back to Nat Chan, you actually feel relief.**

When Nat Chan is the high point of a film, you know you’re either in hell or suffering a massive head injury.

他媽的你太. 你自然的金發.

The movie finallyends, inexplicably and nonsensically.

But mercifully.

I really can’t convey how bad this film is.

At the premiere, the cast had to drink to cope with the embarrassment.

“More funny juice!”

And to watch the sh*tty thing.

Here’s the trailer. Which, for obvious reasons, I had not seen before shelling out $35 (and more importantly 100 minutes of my life).

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