Fight scenes are the backbone of any decent
martial arts movie, and often, the promise of a good brawl is the only
thing that draws in viewers to an otherwise obscure film. Here are some nice
ones, all from direct-to-video productions. If you like any of them, please
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Tag: martial arts films
Reviewnalysis: X-Treme Fighter (2004)
While X-Treme
Fighter isn’t Don Wilson’s last vehicle, I predict it will be
the last film he does with so much fighting in it. Released during the
home video slump, it seems as though the filmmakers were trying to
reignite the martial arts action subgenre by collecting as many legitimate
practitioners as possible and building one of the world’s most fight-filled movies around them. It’s as though they were making the point that “karate films” weren’t
limited to Hong Kong derivatives and the
abortive stuff that Steven Seagal was doing. Disappointingly, the fact that
Scott Adkins and Isaac Florentine are credited with saving U.S. martial arts
movies and not Don Wilson is because
X-Treme Fighter missed its mark. Casual viewers haven’t heard of it, and the
general consensus of the film is very poor. Nevertheless, it’s hard to call
this movie boring, and the upbeat tone and wild nature of the story make it
fun to review at the very least. Can’t say I recommend this to everyone, but I
won’t be surprised if there are a few others who find it as interesting as I
do.

The story opens at a Los Angeles martial
arts gala. Amidst the various demos, announcer Bob Wall reveals one of
the bigger events: a kickboxing exhibition featuring local kung fu instructor
Jack Tanaka (Wilson). It’s a not a competitive fight, but Jack still gets
clocked when he looks into the audience and realizes that someone’s missing.
His father –Dr. James Tanaka (Aki Aleong) – is there, but not his son. As we
find out, James and his boy Brad (Daneya Mayid) have been going through a rough
phase ever since their wife/mother was killed by a mugger, and they haven’t
been getting along. Illustrating this further, Brad skips class at his dad’s kung
fu school and throws a secret birthday party at their home. Jack isn’t happy when he
finds out.
TRIVIA:
Don Wilson “discovered” Daneya Mayid when the 20-year-old approached him at a
martial arts event and asked for his autograph. Wilson liked the look of Mayid
and suggested he audition for the role of his son. Wilson claims that
this is the only time anyone ever secured a film role by asking a star for
an autograph.
Though the film generally struggles with
drama, the relationship between Jack and Brad is handled pretty well. Both
seem at a loss of how to relate to each other, but it’s easy for viewers to relate to them.
In a film as fantastical as this, their relationship is the story’s realistic core. It’s also the catalyst for a decent bit of acting for Wilson: Don is
believable as a father who loves his child but is running out of ideas to curb
his behavior, and I’d go so far as to call him the best performer in the movie.
Even though his party was cut short, Brad’s
about to get at least one more present. You see, Grandpa James happens to be a genius
in virtual reality technology: earlier, we saw that he’s created a photo-realistic fighting
simulator that provides antiterrorism training to government agent Andrew Dean (Lorenzo
Lamas), and he’s adapted this technology into a fighting game for Brad. James
tries to bridge the divide between father and son by urging them to
play together, and Jack grudgingly agrees. Upon “entering” the game
via helmets, a bubbly interface called Veronica (Judy Lee) helps them select
in-game outfits, and things seem to be going well as they’re transported to the
first level and engage their opponent. However, the Karate Master (Chris
Casamassa) is a tough enemy, and Jack is distressed that
his strikes actually hurt. He quits the game and forces Brad to stop playing as well. A potentially fun and therapeutic evening is
ruined.

James dismisses Jack’s claim as overreaction, but remembers that when Andrew engaged the
simulator, he had no such complaints. When James enters the game himself to
run diagnostics, he takes note of the “interesting weather;” this, along with
the Karate Master’s ominous gaze, is one of the first hints that something’s
up. It’s confirmed when Brad, awakening by a nightmare, reenters the game at
night and re-engages the Karate Master, who knocks him out. Not only that, but he zaps Brad with energy that rips the game’s power cord from the wall
and takes the teen’s mind captive. Brad has transitioned from one nightmare to another
– one that runs off a backup power supply. Jack is unable to snap his son out
of the game (he gets shocked when attempting to remove the helmet) and calls
James for help. The doctor determines that to save Brad, Jack must enter the game
as well, defeat all fighters, and make
it to the final level where James can transport them out of the
game. Jack accepts this plan without question, and the stage is set for a promising amount of action.
Within his first few minutes in the game, Jack must fight
three opponents: two combatants dressed in ninja garb and the Karate Master, all of them armed with traditional martial arts weapons. Wilson notes
on the DVD’s commentary track that he’s not very comfortable fighting with
weapons, but while the fights indeed look a little awkward, this also
demonstrates within the story’s context that Jack is still getting the
hang of the game’s world. In defeating the Karate Master, he finds out
that Brad isn’t on the same level anymore, and that in defeating a level’s
master, he can proceed to the next one via a portal.
In a scene that contradicts this
last piece of information, Brad awakens on a new level, only to be confronted
and knocked out again by the Monkey Man (Michael Matsuda). This is followed by
a quick snippet of him appearing in yet another area. Whether it’s
actually possible to transcend levels by losing
fights or whether this reflects the game’s level of corruption
isn’t clear. Another interesting scene follows as Jack happens upon a fight between the benevolent White Dragon (Cynthia Rothrock)
and the malicious Virus (Christine Bannon-Rodrigues). The Virus is the culprit
behind the game’s shenanigans, and surprisingly, an in-game character
is trying to stop her. The Virus flees when Jack enters the fight, and after
laying the barest foundation for a romance with the White Dragon, Jack ascends to the next level – without actually defeating the master, again.
TRIVIA:
Both Cynthia Rothrock and Christine Bannon-Rodrigues hold substantial records
in martial arts competition. Rothrock was the undisputed world champion in
weapons & forms for five years, while Bannon-Rodrigues won three world titles
in her very first tournament – repeating the feat when critics dismissed this accomplishment
as a fluke.

At this point, we’ve encountered almost all
the major themes of the film. There’s the danger of misapplied technology
and the nature of artificial intelligence, but the one that intrigues me most
is the theme of how people react to psychological trauma. In this regard,
there’s a direct parallel between the Tanakas and the characters of Sci-Fighter.
For the Tanakas (Jack and Brad), their mother and wife has died; for
the game characters, the integrity of their world has been compromised.
In both cases, responsibilities and relationships are thrown into disarray:
Jack doesn’t know how to relate to his increasingly delinquent son, while the
characters are fighting each other and neglecting the rules that are supposed
to govern them. Everyone is confused to varying degrees,
with the King of the Cage character (Brad Verret) mistakenly assigning blame to
the Tanakas – not unlike Jack and Brad
villainizing each other on a smaller scale. I’d love to have seen this concept
explored a little more – to see how the characters go about their world when
not interacting with players – but that’d be a different kind of movie
altogether. As is, the parallel makes the characters feel like a family – a
family which, by proxy, the Tanakas eventually end up joining.
As he progresses, Jack defeats the Double Threat duo (Simon and James Kim), the Monkey Man from before, and the Street
Fighter (Maurice Smith). He even comes across a “residual image” of Andrew Dean’s
training, and there’s a short moment of Don Wilson and Lorenzo Lamas
fighting together. Jack and Andrew apparently know each other, but
Jack is too weirded out to make anything of the situation.
He goes on to defeat the Weapons Master (Eric Lee) and the Scorpion (Rebekah
Chaney), then appears on a beach where he’s rendered unconscious from a kiss by
the disguised Virus – leading to what I can only conclude is an in-game dream
sequence wherein he returns to the White Dragon’s level to bid for her heart.
He comes to (still in the game), and must defeat the Grappler (Gokor Chivichyan).
TRIVIA:
Like many Don Wilson movies, X-Treme Fighter
includes onscreen opponents who Wilson fought during his kickboxing career. He
defeated Maurice Smith in 1983 for the WKA World Championship and defeated
Dewey Cooper in 2000 for the ISKA North American title.
Jack finally locates Brad, who’s been going
through various challenges of his own, including the Virus impersonating his
father. (Her ability to do this, coupled with the Karate Master’s strange
behavior from before, makes me think that she either impersonated or took
control of him to initiate this whole thing.) It’s a joyous reunion; the Virus’ attempt to keep the Tanakas separated has resulted in
them growing closer. Eventually, the two end up at the final level, and even
though Jack bids Brad to stay back as he approaches his opponent, the location abruptly
changes and both of them are transported to a prison setting. While Brad
defends himself against a couple of thugs, Jack takes on the King of the Cage and eventually
defeats him via sleeper hold.

With the final boss defeated, Brad walks through
the last portal and reawakens at home, but before Jack can go, he’s accosted by
the Virus and transported to a skyscraper setting. As she gains the upper hand
in the resulting fight, the Virus reveals that she intends to destroy both the game’s world and Jack’s. These are incredibly ambitious plans and warrant
examination. Overall, I don’t think they’re realistic. Aside from
presumably corrupted boundaries of the game, I see no signs of
destruction in Sci-Fighter, with some of the characters even fighting the Virus
when they realize what she’s trying to do. What’s more, I can’t imagine how she
could destroy the world outside of the game. This calls the nature of the Virus
into question, for it’s not actually clear whether she’s a genuine computer virus or an established character. Her headshot appears in the
game’s title imagery, making me think that at least her in-game model is an established
element of Sci-Fighter… So, is she an infected character
or simply a disenchanted rogue? Given the strong capacity for
personality among the characters, the latter seems possible, but I personally
lean towards the former, given her somewhat unique ability to traverse the
levels. As such, perhaps her power could eventually allow her to
travel between actual worlds, not unlike the Tanakas. If she were able to do
this, her destructive nature would probably make destroying the Earth a
priority…but I still don’t know how she’d manage it.
When the King of the Cage regains consciousness
and realizes that he was mistaken about the cause of his world’s problems, he buys
Jack some recovery time by attacking (and getting defeated by) the Virus. In
the real world, the game’s backup power supply fails and Jack is presumed lost,
but Brad’s desperate words of love and encouragement permeate the game and
imbue Jack with the power to defeat the Virus. He’s still trapped, but the
White Dragon appears and sacrifices herself for him; she becomes a portal,
and Jack is able to awaken in the real world. To his amazement, he awakens to
the White Dragon’s face! The character was based on James’
assistant Sally, who’d been aiding the professor in trying to free the
Tanakas.
TRIVIA:
Brad Verret, who was a major part of the King of the Cage promotion, died in
early 2016 – reportedly of lung disease. While not active in competitive
fighting, he was a professional bodybuilder who’d won first place at the 1983
Los Angeles Championships.
In the epilogue, we see that things have improved for
the Tanakas. As Jack gives a speech to his students about how life’s greatest
obstacles are often only in our minds, Brad arrives to take his place in class.
At a subsequent martial arts event, Jack and James – along with Sally, who
appears to be dating Jack – watch Brad win a forms competition. However, back in James’ lab, the Virus
inexplicably appears on a computer screen and ominously asks “Does anybody else
want to play?” Clearly, she is not just in the game, but in the main
program as well.

When I first watched X-Treme Fighter, I wasn’t impressed. I wasn’t a fan of Don Wilson,
but I was a fan of Cynthia Rothrock and several other cast members, and
upon seeing the questionable quality of the fight scenes, I publicly proclaimed
it one of the worst martial arts films ever. Nevertheless, I never got rid
of my DVD copy, because the movie’s spunk is amusing and the premise unique
enough to warrant revisiting. Since then, the ambitiousness of the production
and the ambiguity of the storyline have made it a minor favorite of mine, but
I’m realistic about the limited appeal it may have to others.
Much of this has to do with the direction
of Art Camacho. Camacho was an integral contributor to the 90s
action scene and actually directed one of the very best low-budget thrillers I’ve ever seen (1998’s Recoil) but I’ve never much
liked his work with Don Wilson. Also, the quality of Camacho’s output seems strongly
correlated with how much money he has, so that both the production values and screenplay
of X-Treme Fighter – made during the home
video market’s low point – are weaker than any other film of his I’ve seen. Finally, Camacho doesn’t get many good dramatic performances out of his
stars, here. Every single character displays some thematic shakiness, with
Cynthia Rothrock and Aki Aleong being the worst offenders – even though Rothrock
had just come off a strong performance in Outside
the Law and Aleong is usually the one performer in these movies who can act.
But let’s look on the bright side. At first
glance, the fight scenes stink, but closer examination presents some general
improvements over Wilson’s action standard. There are 23 full-length brawls, and while most of them could have been shot better,
the variety of fighters and fighting styles is welcome. Despite some incontestable low points (e.g. the Monkey Man’s encounters are some of the
noisiest, most do-nothing brawls ever filmed), a handful of fights
are respectable, particularly those featuring Chris Casamassa. Daneya Mayid is
an infinitely more dynamic fighter than his onscreen father, but even Wilson
raises his standard by engaging in more evenly-matched encounters than we’re
used to. His showdown with the Virus is possibly the only back-and-forth brawl the
conservative Wilson has with a female opponent.
Speaking of unconventionality, the film does
several other things that I’m a fan of. While there is some sexualization of
women and pandering to stereotypes (is it coincidence that the biggest things
in the Tanakas’ lives are martial arts and computer technology?), the film
centers around a non-nuclear Asian-American family and features a cast whose main performers are almost
exclusively women and men who aren’t Caucasian. Also, X-Treme Fighter is valuable for being a rare
family-oriented martial arts movie from the 2000s; despite its PG-13 rating,
parents who already let their kids watch Power
Rangers shouldn’t have a problem with it. Of course, all of this may not cut it for adult viewers who just
want to watch a good fight flick, so regardless of whether you’re a Don Wilson
fan, beware of the film’s low points and know yourself before
purchasing.

X-Treme Fighter [AKA Sci-Fighter]
(2014)
Directed by Art Camacho
Written by Thomas Callicoat (The Legend of Sasquatch)
Starring Don Wilson (Bloodfist series), Daneya Mayid (Kickboxer: Vengeance), Aki Aleong (Farewell to the King), Cynthia Rothrock
Cool costars: Christine
Bannon-Rodrigues (WMAC Masters),
Lorenzo Lamas (Renegade), Chris
Casamassa (Mortal Kombat), Brad
Verret, Michael Matsuda (Crooked),
Rebekah Chaney (Slumber Party Slaughter),
Gokor Chivichyan (Streets of Rage),
Simon and James Kim (Mortal Conquest),
Eric Lee (Talons of the Eagle),
Maurice Smith (Fist of Glory), Bob
Wall (Enter the Dragon), Dewey Cooper
(The Martial Arts Kid). Additional
combatants include Joe Perez (Half Past
Dead 2), Eric Perrodin (Street Crimes),
and professional fighter Ray Wizard.
Title refers to: It might be an
alternate title for the game. Otherwise, it could apply to any player or
character.
Potential triggers: Mugging, violence towards women
Copyright Sci-Fighter Films, Inc.
Reviewnalysis: Martial Law II: Undercover (1991)
*SPOILERS
AHEAD*
I often read the opinion “[90s martial
arts star X] should have been bigger,” which I take to mean that the
performer the writer refers to should have had a mainstream career. While
I can usually point out why this wasn’t the case (martial arts action has
always been a niche genre and Hollywood already had Seagal and Van
Damme) and typically voice opposition to the notion (I prefer the creative
freedom that comes with the low-budget realm), the one person I make an
exception for is Jeff Wincott. Already an acclaimed actor by the time he
started doing karate films, Wincott was a better dramatic performer than his
more famous peers and at least as good of an onscreen fighter. His knack for
landing nice-looking productions allowed him to simulate what a big-budget feature
for him might look like, and Martial Law
II: Undercover is arguably the best example of this. It’s the kind of movie that could only have been made when it
was, when the home video market was ravenous for action and indie studios still
had the means of making movies that looked as good as their mainstream
counterparts. It’s a personal favorite and I’m excited to promote it.

The first of several stylistic differences
between the original Martial Law and
its sequel is apparent in the opening shots: whereas the original took place at night with shadowy lighting, Undercover
opens on a bright, sunny day. It’s a park scene, and two gangs have chosen the
adjoining street to carry out an arms deal. This is a police bust
waiting to happen, given that Officer Billie Blake (Cynthia Rothrock)
is selling hotdogs from a nearby wagon… but who’s the drunken vagrant stumbling
upon the van where the gang leaders (John Vidor and Nicholas Hill) are
conducting business? This is actually the returning Officer Sean Thompson, with
Jeff Wincott replacing Chad McQueen, and we get our first hint of his identity when
he grabs one of the baddies and throws him bodily from the vehicle. Other
policemen are on hand, but as Billie enters to fracas, the captain (Max Thayer) orders the rest to let the two supercops
take care of the attackers. Not only are they equal to the task, but they make
a pretty fun fight scene out of it.
Following some curious opening titles that I’ll talk about later, the story
commences with Sean being promoted and transferring to the
Northwest Division to begin a martial arts program. He’s disappointed that Billie
won’t be accompanying him, but personally, I think splitting the team is
part of a positive revamp of Sean and Billie’s relationship. You see, they
were an item in the previous film, but the romance ended up marginalizing
Billie as a character and limiting Cynthia Rothrock’s utilization. Here, they
don’t seem to be romantic anymore, and in addition to Billie having more
opportunity to shine, the lack of deference on her part makes for a more equal partnership. She’s still willing to do big favors for Sean, but the respect
between them is a lot more apparent.
At his new workplace, Sean meets Captain
Krantz (Billy Drago), his new superior, and also his old academy buddy Danny
Borelli (uncredited). Danny’s happy to have his pal around but becomes
noticeably depressed when the instantly-suspicious Detective Dobbs (Charles Taylor)
walks onto the scene. Danny’s subsequently so preoccupied that he breaks off Sean’s tour
of the premises and goes off to pursuits unknown. Unknown, that is, until we
see him tailing Dobbs in his car after hours. It turns out that the guy is off to an illicit meeting with
business prodigy / gangster Spencer Hamilton (Paul Johansson). Hamilton
presents a legitimate image to the public – earlier, a news team was filming a report detailing his accomplishments – but he turns out to have his hands in prostitution
and illegal gambling. To make things easier for himself, he buys off police
officers.

For bodyguards, Spencer has surrounded himself with martial
artists – a fact which Danny must learn the hard way when he’s caught taking
photographs of the meeting. Held at gunpoint, Danny tries to fight his way free
but is thoroughly beaten by Spencer’s lieutenants: Tanner (Evan Lurie), Bree
(Sherrie Rose), Han (Leo Lee), and two unnamed characters; one is played by
Koichi Sakamoto, the other I have no idea. Drugged with liquor before having his
neck broken, Danny is sent down a hill in his car to make his death look like a
DUI accident.
We’ve now seen the depths to which the
villains are willing to sink. While Dobbs comes across as a greedy jerk willing
to screw over his comrades for money, Spencer is more of a study. On one hand,
it’d seem as though a prodigy like him would have no need for illegal action,
but on the other, it’s possible that his success is entirely built on crime. Whatever
the case, Spencer is a psychopath who enjoys exerting force and penetrating secure
institutions. The title sequence I mentioned before features a shadowy man in a
gi throwing kicks and punches in Sean’s dojo, and while I can’t be certain who
this silhouetted figure is, the ponytail makes me think it’s Spencer. His
mysterious presence here may symbolize that not only is he a physical match for
our heroes, but he’s already infiltrated Sean’s domain long before Sean even arrived. He’s a bad guy, for certain, but I’d go so far as to call Spencer a
Satanic archetype: he’s a manipulator, a seducer, a deceiver, someone who loves
making deals, and he commands a legion of minions from the underworld. In
short, he’s just plain evil.
TRIVIA:
The dojo in the film is actually the Jun Chong Tae Kwon Do Center of Los
Angeles, California. At least four members of the film’s cast have trained in
tae kwon do: Jeff Wincott, Cynthia Rothrock, Evan Lurie, and James Lew.
Sean arrives at the scene of the
“accident” and doesn’t accept the police verdict. Even though Danny had a
history of alcoholism and an autopsy reveals his intoxication, Danny had
mentioned that he’d been sober for months. What’s more, Sean finds a
matchbook in the vehicle from Syntax – the nightclub owned by Spencer. He
visits, but his conspicuous questions to the bartender (Pat Asanti) arouse the suspicion
of Tanner. A fight ensues, and Sean is effectively barred from pursuing the
matter: not only do the people at the club now know his face, but Captain Krantz
is irate and demands he stop. I like to think that Sean isn’t usually this
ham-fisted in his detective work, but perhaps the loss of his friend has affected his tactfulness. Whatever the case, he at least has the
wherewithal to come up with an alternative plan: have Billie investigate the
place in his stead. It proves to be a good idea, and a nice opportunity for
Cynthia Rothrock to do some genuine acting. There’s a fun scene where she applies for a job at the bar under a pseudonym, and the bartender quizzes her
on cocktails. (Billie’s recipe for the Cookie Monster: “Crème de cacao, crème
de menthe, vodka, lit on fire, run like hell.”)

We find out that Danny had been investigating
Dobbs for his interference in a solicitation arrest. The arrestee was Tiffany Michaels
(Deborah Driggs), one of Spencer’s employees whose primary job is to intimately
uncover secrets from his associates and business partners. She and Billie
develop a friendship after Billie beats up some aggressive men who
follow them from the bar, and it ends up being one of my favorite aspects of
the movie. While Martial Law II
doesn’t pass the Bechdel test, the scenes of Billie and Tiffany building a
rapport are rare instances female characters having scenes to themselves in
this subgenre, and they lend a more nuanced tone to an otherwise male-centric
action film. Also, Tiffany is arguably the most interesting character of the
movie, personifying the full gambit of Spencer’s nefariousness. Spencer’s
molded her into a femme fatale while keeping her dependent on his financial
assistance. Their relationship seems to be the result of a long history of
seduction and deceit, indicated in a scene where Tiffany coldly remarks on
Spencer drawing a college student (Kimber Sissons) into his service; she’s probably reminded of her own beginnings with the crime lord. Deborah Driggs
is a fine actress – equal parts Maria Ford and Jillian McWhirter – and
perfectly portrays Tiffany as a world-weary individual holding out for one
final possibility of changing her life.
Tiffany’s services are in demand: Spencer
uses her connection to a drug dealer (Matthew Powers) to facilitate a drug
bust so he can steal $10 million in drug money and purchase the business of a
wealthy sports promoter (Conroy Gedeon). To carry this out, he’ll need the
cooperation of someone more highly-placed than Dobbs, and it’s a surprise to
find out that Spencer even has his claws in Chief Krantz. Spencer tips off
Krantz about the upcoming drug deal and demands that he receive the spoils, but
the police chief is reluctant. He says that he “won’t cross the line,” but such
a declaration means nothing to Spencer. See, Krantz is involved with Tiffany,
and while it’s mostly mutual and Tiffany actually hopes that the chief will be
her ticket to a better life, she’s still indebted to Spencer and agrees to drug
Krantz during their next date. When Spencer and Tanner show up and take the unconscious
captain’s gun, she frets that they plan to kill him…but then Spencer turns
the weapon on her. Krantz comes to, and finds his lover dead and Tanner taking
incriminating photos. Spencer now officially has the chief under his thumb.

Meanwhile, Sean’s been putting up with multiple
attempts on his life because Spencer considers him a threat. First, Dobbs pays
a biker gang to attack him, and when that fails, Spencer
sends Han, Koichi Sakamoto’s character, and a new enforcer (James Lew) to his
dojo. Sean beats the odds here, too, and Spencer decides to have both Sean and
the ineffectual Dobbs eliminated in the aftermath of the drug bust. The plan is
partially successful: following the raid, the partnered Sean and Dobbs are
accosted by a group of thugs led by Han, but while Dobbs is executed, Sean counterattacks
and succeeds in capturing Han.
Sean has Han lead him to a factory occupied
by Spencer’s forces, where his boss is awaiting the money. The climax is quick
to follow, but there’s a segment preceding it that intrigues me. Sean
holds a shotgun on Han, demanding that Spencer and his forces give themselves
up, but Spencer refuses and even encourages him to kill his henchman. Han gives Spencer
a look, then drops to one knee and pulls a knife from his sock; Sean promptly
blows his head off. This is such an odd, futile move on Han’s part that it
deserves examination. At first, we’re wont to think that Han is making a
last-ditch effort to attack Sean, or maybe even sacrificing himself so the
others can attack, but considering that his action comes right
after Spencer declares his life worthless to him, it’s possible that this is an
act of indignant defiance. Han likely considers himself a part of Spencer’s inner circle, higher-placed than the bought policemen, but it’s just hit him
that the devotion he feels towards his boss is entirely one-sided. In other
words, he realizes that he’s no different than Tiffany, who did everything
asked of her and was still killed. It would have been interesting to see who
Han turned his knife on – Sean or Spencer.
A quick shootout follows (with a clump of
Han’s hair still clinging to the barrel of Sean’s shotgun), but it turns into a
series of hand-to-hand showdowns. Billie, who had recently been promoted to
Spencer’s personal team, has a disappointing fight with Bree, but the
four brawls that follow are all very nice. Our heroes are victorious: Tanner
ends up hanging from his neck by a chain while Spencer’s remaining lieutenants
are thrown from a catwalk. While Spencer puts up a much better offense
than I expected from a slimy rich guy, he ends up impaled on a makeshift
sword.
Sean had found out after the bust that his
captain was complicit in Spencer’s schemes, and he and Billie immediately go to
Krantz’s residence. Krantz sees them approaching and puts a gun to his head.
Aggrieved by his involvement in organized crime, the selling out of his
officers, and the murder of his girlfriend, he shoots himself. The sound of his
gunshot ushers in the end credits.

It’s an abrupt and unfulfilling ending, but
that’s the worst thing I have to say about this movie. Martial Law II is one of my go-to examples of a low-budget action
film that looks exactly as good as its high-end counterparts. Strong
direction coupled with an intimate style of choreography makes this virtually as
powerful of a vehicle as Seagal’s and Van Damme’s offerings of the same year. (I suspect that competition from independent studios played a part in those guys
moving up to bigger-budgeted, effects-driven blockbusters.) The excellent
casting and great distribution of resources, along with the clear storytelling,
qualifies this as study material for any director looking to make a
contemporary martial arts vehicle.
A good deal of credit goes to Jeff Wincott.
While he benefits immensely from a cool collection of costars, the great
choreography of Jeff Pruitt, and having no less of a talent than Cynthia Rothrock
as his onscreen partner, the guy does not
look like this is his first time headlining a kick flick. Wincott easily slips
into the action hero persona and takes to the fight scenes like a duck to
water. He’s the complete package, and arguably better-rounded than most of his
low-budget contemporaries, so it’s lamentable that his action career began
petering out well before the turn of the century.
From a social standpoint, the film could definitely
be stronger. Every non-white performer plays a villain of some stripe, and few of their roles fall
outside of stereotypes. Also, despite the presence of strong female characters,
women in general don’t fare well here, whether it’s Bree falling to her death
or Tiffany being murdered in cold blood. Nevertheless, we do have a significant
bright spot in the form of Sean and Billie’s relationship, because I can’t
understate how rare it is in these movies to see a friendly coexistence between
a man and woman without any romance involved. Billie and Sean are virtually
equal characters, with comparable prominence in the storyline and almost the
same number of fights. More importantly, they treat each other as equals, and
show fondness and concern for each other without needing to justify it with sex
or smooches. The fact that Billie isn’t stripped of her femininity to accomplish
this makes it all the more significant, and in this regard, the movie stands
out.
One minor nitpick is that Billy Drago isn’t
utilized to his full potential. I don’t mind that he didn’t get in on the
actual action, but when the most that he can brings to the film is an abortive
love scene, something’s awry. Nothing against Paul Johansson, but I’d have
loved to see this same movie with Drago in his role. But this, along with the
other shortcomings, isn’t reason enough to avoid the picture. Martial Law II excels on so many levels
and is such a gem of its subgenre that martial arts fans do themselves a
disservice in not plugging in their old VCRs for a viewing. Check it out!

Martial Law II: Undercover (1991)
Directed by Kurt Anderson (Martial Outlaw)
Written by Pierre David (story),
Jiles Fitzgerald (screenplay), Richard Brandes (screenplay)
Starring Jeff Wincott (Mission of Justice), Cynthia Rothrock,
Paul Johansson (Highlander: The Raven),
Deborah Driggs (Total Exposure)
Cool costars: Evan Lurie (Hologram Man), Sherrie Rose (Me & Will), Billy Drago (Death Ring), Leo Lee (The Perfect Weapon), Koichi Sakamoto (Bounty Tracker), James Lew (Balance of Power), Oscar Dillon (Deadly Bet), Nicholas Hill (Death Match), Max Thayer (The Retrievers). Though only credited as
a “featured part,” world kickboxing icon Peter Cunningham appears as part of a
gang that attacks Billie.
Title refers to: Sean and Billie,
respectively. Sean’s nickname is “Martial Law,” but it’s Billie who infiltrates Spencer’s inner circle.
Potential triggers: Domestic abuse,
group violence, violence against women
Copyright M.L. II Partnership
Reviewnalysis: Bloodsport II: The Next Kumite (1996)
*SPOILERS
AHEAD*
When it comes to cult movies, the original Bloodsport
has its own shelf in the annals of nostalgia. Though I’m not the biggest fan of
that one, I recognize its significance and respect it for helping to reignite interest
in martial arts cinema in the post-Bruce Lee world. Given such status, it’s
inevitable that unfavorable comparisons would dog its lesser-known sequel,
especially since Jean-Claude Van Damme is nowhere to be seen here. Personally, I give
the movie more credit than just being a follow-up. Bloodsport II: The Next Kumite isn’t a perfect film, but it is an absolute opus of onscreen karate. This is as good as it gets for martial arts tournament
flicks, and I’d match it against any picture of the same description.

The generic titles and the opening scene of kids in a dojo don’t
exactly imbue the movie with promise, but luckily,
here comes James Hong – one of my favorite actors – to play the role of Master
Sun. He calms the children by beginning a lengthy story about Alex Cardo
(Daniel Bernhardt), a professional thief whose tale begins with crashing the party of a wealthy businessman in Thailand (Pat Morita). Cardo
describes himself as a speaker of multiple languages, a specialist in Chinese
antiquities, and as being “quite good with [his] hands” – in other hands, he’s
as cocky as they come. Luckily, his arrogance doesn’t last long:
he’s come to steal an antique sword, and even though he
succeeds and beats up three guards in the process, his nefarious partner John (Philip Tan) double-crosses him and Alex is arrested. In
the words of Master Sun, “His greed had led him to a very dark place.”
The impression that Daniel Bernhardt makes on viewers during these opening
scenes is the impression of the film thus far, and I can empathize with
people who don’t take to it right away. The fact that Bernhardt uncannily looks,
sounds, and kicks like Van Damme almost makes me wonder why the filmmakers
didn’t just have him carry on the Frank Dux character from the original…but then again, even a good imitation is merely an imitation. Daniel
Bernhardt can’t help the way he looks, but perhaps the film would have been
better served with a more unique persona. The knockoff factor is high.
TRIVIA: The Bernhardt-Van Damme
connection encompasses more than just physical similarities. The two of them had
previously appeared together in a commercial for Versace Jeans, and
producer Mark DiSalle takes credit for having “discovered” both of them.
Alex is sent to prison. This seems to bring out his better side, as his
first act is to defend a fellow newbie being assaulted by the inmates. He subsequently makes the acquaintance of two other main characters: the sadistic prison guard Demon (Hans Ong) and the imprisoned Sun, who advises
Alex against fighting the guards. Sun is a lifer, imprisoned for the murder of
a rapist, and the bleakness of his situation is illustrated by that
his primary occupation seems to be sweeping a prison yard that’s
entirely made of sand. However, he has more interesting talents than that: Alex’s second
meeting with the bullying thugs doesn’t go well, and Sun demonstrates some
impressive tai chi to decimate the attackers. This sparks a mentor-pupil
relationship between the two, with Sun agreeing to teach Alex his secret – the
Iron Hand system.

Also called Iron Palm, Iron Hand is not actually a martial arts style but a system
of conditioning techniques meant to increase striking power and bolster the
durability of the fingers and palms. Sun’s variation includes
fancy kicks and extinguishing candles with a punch, and this makes for a reasonably
fun training montage. I set no store by Sun’s concept
of chi and I think his armchair diagnosis of Alex’s psychological state is
silly, but he does make mention of something we’ve been waiting for since the beginning: the Kumite tournament, which he claims to have competed in. Alex is intrigued,
but Sun informs him that he will first have to earn an invitation – foreshadowing the trial Alex will have to go through after their chat. An attempt is made on Alex’s life by
the same thugs as before, and when he successfully defends himself, the
complicit Demon has Alex placed in a sweatbox.
Alex survives his presumably lengthy punishment by maintaining a spiritual connection
with Sun, with both of them striking hard surfaces to simulate their synchronized heartbeat. Mythically, this is Alex’s belly of the whale, and he emerges
prepared to undergo a heroic metamorphosis. He begins to excel in his training
– now able to extinguish candles with both fists and feet – and demonstrates a
newfound ability to get along with fellow inmates by playing checkers with them. You get the impression that he’s learned all he can here, so it’s
fortunate when he’s mysteriously freed. On his way out,
Alex makes two promises to Sun: that he will free him as well, and that he will
“make the Kumite a spiritual event again” – in response to the
sadistic Demon having been invited to compete.
When Alex finds out that his
liberator is none other than the businessman whose sword he stole – David
Leung – he makes one more promise: to retrieve the sword from his villainous
ex-partner and return it to Leung. The sword, you see, is the grand prize of
the Kumite, and Leung needs Alex’s help to get it back.
TRIVIA: All inmates in the prison wear
conspicuous pink outfits. This costume design wasn’t planned, but was decided
on when director Alan Mehrez got a good deal on the fabric.
Alex arrives at the Kumite, and I think these initial scenes divide viewers
by how they deconstruct the tournament. For starters, the involvement of David Leung throws back the aura of secrecy from the first film. (How secret can a tournament be if a public businessman is supplying the prize?) Also, Alex is able to show up there
even though he hasn’t received an invitation, whereas the original film required the hero to pass through checkpoints. And perhaps more surprising than anything, we see that the
returning Ray “I ain’t your pal, dickface” Jackson (Donald Gibb) is now
involved in the tournie’s organization. It’s not explained how he went from being
a competitor to an associate, and given that he’s still the loudmouthed brawler he was in the past, you can’t help but wonder who the heck thought he was
supervisory material.

Much to Alex’s benefit, Ray has an odd way of doing his job. See, when
the head judge (Hee Il Cho) refuses Alex entry because he doesn’t have an invitation, Ray sets up an opportunity for Alex to win the invite of a fighter he’d just expelled (Jeff Wolfe). (It’s sort of a jerk move, given that Ray’s sole reason for tossing him out is that he
didn’t think he was good enough.) He does this for unexplained reasons, and after Alex wins a one-sided fight and the right to compete, the two of them become buddies. Weird.
We’re introduced to a handful of fighters with just enough screen time to count as characters. Cliff (Ron Hall) was the one who suggested
Alex consult Ray for help. Sergio (Nicholas Hill) is a self-proclaimed street
fighter and another of Alex’s impromptu friends. And Kim (Lisa McCullogh) is…well, not a
man. Admittedly, all of these characters have equally little substance, but how the film handles Kim is particularly irritating.
The screenplay *cannot* get over the fact that she’s a woman. She’s introduced
as the first female fighter to compete in the Kumite, and her reception in entering into an exclusively male domain is kinda harrowing. Her peers
hit on her, treat fights with her as a mockery, and go out of their way to try to
humiliate her. There are sexual jokes, and Ray feels compelled to protect her
more than he would any other fighter. At one point, she’s kissed against her
will. To be fair, the spotlight shines on her a little more than the other
fighters, but it’s disappointing what the filmmakers chose to
focus on.
Once the Kumite commences, I ascend to martial arts heaven. While it’s boring in the sense that the story all but stops, it’s
exciting in that I’ve rarely come across a collection of fight scenes that
consistently maintains such a high standard. While it lacks the original movie’s
theatrical touch, it nevertheless surpasses its predecessor in substance by presenting all
fights in their entirety. Nothing against montages, but give me any number of
consecutive brawls over a collection of snippets any day. There’s a lot of
back-and-forth action and long, uninterrupted shots – the foundations of any
great fight scene. The only real disappointment here is Demon, who – like Alex
– is very obviously modeled after his counterpart in the first film. Demon is arrogant,
plays to the crowd and flexes his muscles a lot, but the performance has a forced
look and can’t touch Bolo Yeung as Chong Li. A reenactment
of the judges turning their backs on the villain after he kills a competitor feels particularly desperate.

As he advances through the tournament, Alex also has to worry about retrieving
the sword. Despite having been offered David Leung’s vast resources, Alex is determined to carry out the recovery by himself.
It’s not clear why, but his plan bears fruit: he tricks
John into appearing for a faux transaction, then has the police show up to
arrest him – but not before a quick fight.
Ray and Sergio are searching for Alex at the same time, and in coming upon the
scene, Sergio is shot in the leg by John’s bodyguard. They don’t make a huge
deal about this, but I’m a little indignant. After all, Sergio had a real
shot of winning the tournament by now, and his injury could have been avoided if Alex hadn’t been all lone
wolf about this.
TRIVIA: Eight months after the film’s release, Nicholas Hill competed in the World Vale Tudo Championships under the ring name
Niccolaus. Though Hill was a legitimate martial artist who owned a dojo, he hadn’t competed before and lost to his opponent, future UFC star Pedro Rizzo. While the promoters viewed this as a one-off adventure and publicity stunt, Hill was in fact eager to compete and thus embarked on a six-year career as a pro MMA fighter.
With the sword retrieved, Alex has an excellent match against another
semifinalist (Chad Stahelski) en route to meeting Demon in the finals. Things start out bad for Alex: he goes down following a few hard strikes, exclaiming that “[Demon’s] arms are like
cement.” Demon nearly eliminates
Alex by targeting his leg, but the protagonist rallies upon receiving help
from an unexpected source. Unbeknownst to him, David has already freed Sun, who
is present at the match and is able to remind Alex of his training. By
channeling his inner strength, Alex is able to defeat Demon’s ‘cement arms’
with his Iron Palm. Upon victory, Alex is awarded the sword, but later presents
it to Sun in gratitude.
The film ends with a thoroughly unearned kiss between Alex and Janine (Lori
Lynn Dickerson). She’s technically been his love interest throughout the movie,
but has been so underutilized that I haven’t bothered mentioning her.

I have to admit, the storyline seems a little less sound than when I first saw
the movie. The narrative hops around a
little and, with the exception of Alex and Sun, it doesn’t do a great job of
building character relationships. Nevertheless, the film
largely succeeds in recapturing the first film’s ambience. No mention is made of the
original’s protagonist, Frank Dux, but it feels like this is the same world he
inhabits. My favorite aspect of this is the extensive assortment of fighters,
which measures up well to the first movie’s. It’s the same kind of cattle call
for martial artists, and the varied personalities that show up are impressive.
Nicholas Hill, Philip Tan, and grappler Gokor Chivichyan are (or would be) champions in
their respective disciplines; judge Hee Il Cho and fighter Jerry Piddington
give the roster some clout as legitimate masters; Ron Hall is hands-down one of
the most exciting performers in America. It’s a great ensemble,
unmatched in size and skill in all but a few movies.
On the surface, Bloodsport II seems
like a pretty straightforward film with an unambitious story. However, given that
the script supposedly underwent considerable rewrites, it’s worth looking at a
little more closely for signs of intrigue. Sure enough, there seem to
be traces of a deeper story here. The mention of Alex’s past as the unhappy son
of missionaries, Sun’s backstory as an immigrant in Thailand, and the
hints of a more established relationship between Alex, Cliff, and Sergio
provide some fodder for headcanon. However, the part that got me thinking more than
anything is an almost overlookable snippet in the film’s first half. When Alex is
thrown into the sweatbox, he experiences a series of
hallucinations; many of these are just replayed footage of past events, but
there’s also a momentary shot of him placing a damp cloth on a prone Sun’s
head. This scene never occurs elsewhere in the movie, and it’s actually the reverse
of what happens when Sun nurses Alex back to health. This may simply be
salvaged footage from a deleted scene, but I interpret it as Alex’s realization
of his transformation. The relationship between him and Sun had almost
exclusively been to his benefit until then, but soon after, Alex makes his commitment
to free his teacher. Alex seems to have been endowed with a sense of purpose during the
sweatbox torture and comes to see himself as Sun’s savior. Such extraordinary conviction
may explain his confidence in handling a life & death situation later (i.e.
the bust on John), and it even justifies the seemingly empty spiritual talk
throughout the movie. Basically, I think Alex received a supernatural
premonition in the hotbox. After all, heat exhaustion is often used as a
catalyst in trances.
In an interview on The Voice Versus
TV show, the real-life Frank Dux claimed that the reason Bloodsport II “never went anywhere” was because he wasn’t involved
in its production and it lacked his style of fight choreography. It seems more likely that the film’s obscurity is
due to that it was a low-budgeted limited release produced by
filmmakers who specialized in DTV work and didn’t star Van Damme. Daniel
Bernhardt has since played supporting villains in major pictures, but I don’t
think there are too many casual viewers looking up his past work. As such, Bloodsport II doesn’t stand on accolades
or cult fame; it stands solely on its merits, and in that regard, I’d argue
that it definitely does go places. It has a good cast, excellent fight scenes, and it’s colorful and fun to look at. It’s
a smooth, exhilarating adventure whose faults don’t come close to dragging it
down. I’d even say that as far as pure DTV martial arts flicks go, this is one
of the very best. Check it out!
TRIVIA: The movie features 28 full-length
fight scenes – seven more than its predecessor. This officially makes it one of the
most fight-crammed U.S. productions ever released.

Bloodsport
II: The Next Kumite (1996)
Directed by Alan Mehrez (Bloodsport III)
Written by Jeff Schechter (creator
of the TV show Stitchers)
Starring Daniel Bernhardt (True Vengeance), James Hong (Big Trouble in Little China), Donald
Gibb, Pat Morita (The Karate Kid series)
Cool costars: Hans Ong (Dragon: The Bruce Lee Story), Philip Tan
(Martial Law), Ron Hall (Triple Impact), Nicholas Hill (Fists of Iron), Hee Il Cho (Best of the Best), Jeff Wolfe (Once Upon a Time in China and America),
Nils Allen Stewart (Mercenary), Earl
White (Heatseeker), Gokor Chivichyan
(Streets of Rage). Lisa McCullogh was
one of Uma Thurman’s stunt doubles in Kill
Bill Vol. 1. Chad Stahelski has since become one of the top Hollywood fight
choreographers. Fighters Jerry Piddington and Ken Harte don’t have many other
credits but are respected as masters in the martial arts community. The
credits claim that good ol’ Eric Lee is in here, playing a character called
Seng, but I haven’t been able to identify him.
Title refers to: The tournament. Whether it’s actually the next Kumite – i.e. the one following the original film’s – isn’t clear.
Content warning: Prison violence and abuse, group violence, torture, sexual harassment and assault
Copyright FM Entertainment
International N.V.
How to Choose Good DTV Martial Arts Movies
A while ago, I posted a primer about what
direct-to-video martial arts films a newcomer to the subgenre might want to
watch first. I’ve since realized that those recommendations don’t really imbue
the reader with any means of making informed decisions beyond the list, so now,
I’ve come up with a set of tips regarding the subgenre in general. While many
of these suggestions are not without ample exceptions, I have done my best to
ensure that they match general perceptions and are not too biased.
To
choose a quality DTV martial arts flick, consider the following:
The time of release is important
Beware of films released during the home video slump – approximately 1999 thru 2006.
During this time, the smaller studios responsible for the action boom had
either gone out of business or been bought up by larger distributors. Studios
like Sony and Columbia TriStar were new to the low-budget game and tended to
focus on style over substance. Additionally, many of video’s stars had either
left the genre by this time (e.g. Jeff Wincott) or were stepping down from solo
careers to focus on supporting roles (e.g. Cynthia Rothrock).
Different studios make different movies
Not all studios that release DTV martial arts flicks specialize in them, but
there have been several that do. Knowing what to expect from such studios can
be helpful, so here’s a handful of the more prolific ones.
- PM Entertainment – Better-than-average
stories and production values, mixed with good (and occasionally great) action. - Shapiro-Glickenhaus Entertainment – Strong
production values and so-so fight scenes. - Cine Excel Entertainment – Cheap-o productions,
often with dubbed audio. Tons of fight scenes of poor quality. - Voltage Pictures – Increasingly decent
productions starring current or ex- A-listers. Its founder publicly stated it
only produces B-movies to finance larger pictures. - Nu Image – Its 1992-1997 output ranged
from good to decent. 1998-2005 was very questionable. From then ‘til now, Isaac
Florentine’s productions have set the standard. - Millennium Films – A subsidiary of Nu
Image; see above.
Some guys are lovers
There are a few performers in the DTV market who are identified as “karate guys”
– usually because of past work – but don’t actually feature that much
hand-to-hand fighting in their movies. Primary offenders include Wesley Snipes
and Dolph Lundgren, along with post-2005 Lorenzo Lamas. Michael Dudikoff,
Olivier Gruner, and Steven Seagal have also had some pretty bare stretches.
Eastern Europe = blah
Low-budget filmmakers apparently find favorable
production conditions and a ready stunt community in nations like Bulgaria, but
this is also the place where many productions were shot during the dreaded
video slump. Filmmakers have had a much better time of it since the late 2000s,
but in addition to their unsatisfying action content, these colorless films are
depressing to look at.
MMA-themed movies suck
Again, filmmakers seem to be getting the hang of this nowadays, but mixed
martial arts have ironically fared much better in mainstream cinema than on DTV.
I blame a lot on this on the films of Hector Echavarria, a kickboxer-turned-filmmaker
who cornered the market with movies saturated by bad fight scenes and overhyped
cameos of professional fighters.
Ignore the reviews
Or rather, know to gauge others’ opinions. DTV fare
tends to generate reviews from two kinds of people: cult fans and casual
viewers who rarely watch non-mainstream pictures. This leads to a polarized set
of opinions, and it’s hard to know which to trust in any given case.
Personally, I used to ignore reviews completely, though the consequence has
been sitting through a lot of sludge. As far as reviewing hubs go, Rotten
Tomatoes tends to mirror popular consent, Amazon is where people go to write
positive reviews, and IMDb is the most nuanced of the three.
Yeah, I’m aware of the irony of that last
one, seeing as I write reviews, too. But keep in mind that we’re talking about
a subgenre that is still fairly marginalized. Whereas finding out what movies
you like in the mainstream is relatively easy, finding good low-budget martial
arts movies – some of them 30 years old by now – is like trying to find
treasure using an incomplete map. To that end, I hope this list is helpful.
Reviewnalysis: The King of the Kickboxers (1990)
*SPOILERS
AHEAD*
The No Retreat, No Surrender series
is a benchmark of western martial arts cinema and a personal favorite of mine.
Ask a casual fan how many installments it contains and they’ll say three, but
ask me and I’ll say seven – pointing to the stylistic similarities between all
seven of the U.S. movies produced by the Seasonal Film Corporation. In this
regard, The King of the Kickboxers
may be called No Retreat, No
Surrender IV, and I’m happy to say that it retains many of its predecessors’
strengths. A few glaring shortcomings make it pretty weak in some respects and
repeat viewings have definitely sobered my initial impression, but nevertheless,
it’s still a cult classic and arguably the last good movie that Loren Avedon
starred in. Fight fans with a taste for the exotic will love this.

The film opens energetically in 1981 at the Samrong Stadium of Bangkok, where
American kickboxer Sean Donahue (Michael DePasquale, Jr.) wins the “Thai
Kickboxing Grand Championship” while his younger brother Jake (Patrick Shuck) cheers
him on. As the brothers depart the arena in a tuk-tuk taxi, Jake expresses
concern that some of the spectators seemed angry at an American winning the
title, and it turns out that his fears aren’t unfounded. In a rural part of
town, the taxi is stopped and Sean is accosted by a group of thugs. Their
leader, a rifle-toting man of African descent (Billy Blanks), informs him that
“An American can never be champion. You should not have won the fight tonight,
and you won’t win this one.” He attacks Sean, easily killing him with a set of
three devastating kicks. For good measure, the stranger breaks the
championship belt in half and beats Jake unconscious, leaving him with a facial
scar and a singed photograph as reminders of the night.
The assailant’s name is Khan, and in case this post fails to convey it
otherwise, know that he’s one of the most over-the-top villains I’ve
seen in a martial arts movie.
TRIVIA: The stadium in the movie may
allude to two actual locations in Bangkok – Muay Samrong Boxing Stadium and
Samrong Boxing Stadium. Both are located on Samrong Road and feature fights on
Friday and Sunday nights.
Ten years into the future, Jake has become a New York detective of particular
caliber. Our first scene of the grown boy – now played by Loren Avedon – is of him engaging in an
undercover drug deal. After the dealers incriminate themselves (and
voice a disregard for the wellbeing of children to boot), Jake purposely blows
his cover so’s to fight the aggressors hand-to-hand. After
thoroughly beating them and using a space heater to fry the face of their
leader (Jerry Trimble), his backup arrives, furious because Jake purposely
provided them with the wrong location. In summary, Jake is the consummate 80s
karate cop: too good for guns and too ahead of the curve to regard protocol,
whose use of police brutality is only fleetingly mentioned afterwards. New
York’s crime scene is no match for him, so his enraged captain (Oscar nominee Richard Jaeckel) assigns him to an Interpol case regarding snuff films produced
in Bangkok.
Clearly feeling his dark past, Jake is initially against the idea of working in
Thailand, but once he realizes that the man beating people to death on the tape
is none other than Khan, he becomes determined to take
revenge. Naturally, he decides against telling anyone about his personal
investment – not his captain, and not his Bangkok contact (Don
Stroud).
It’s interesting that while Jake is upset by the memories the tape
brings up, he regains his cocky confidence by the time he makes it to
Southeast Asia. He looks like a tourist in the introductory montage, and even
after he meets with his contact, he doesn’t seem particularly perturbed that the
three agents who’ve worked on the case before him have been killed. To be fair,
he can take care of himself: in an attempt to get noticed by the criminals, he
shoots his mouth off at the “Bangkok Kickboxing Academy” and handily wins an
impromptu brawl against three boxers. Perhaps he’d be a little more cautious if
he knew that Khan had only recently killed a fighter who likewise had held his
own against three attackers, after being tricked onto the set of the latest
snuff movie. While Jake will have the opportunity to address his own arrogance, the unfortunate fighter – played by Bruce Fontaine – is
left hanging by his jaw on a meat hook.

Khan and Jake are indirectly connected through a new character: Molly (Sherrie
Rose), an American model who’s presented to Khan by his unscrupulous filmmakers
as an unwilling prize. Molly escapes a near-rape but is pursued by Khan’s
thugs, from whom she’s rescued by Jake. Jake finds a temporary haven at her apartment,
and to be honest, the scene which follows is where I begin to tire of the
character. Not only is Jake an ace cop and awesome warrior, he’s now also
presented as a reader of women who lays Molly’s backstory bare for her – no
need for her to assert her character at all. The movie ends up handling the
relationship between these two with relative decency, but Jake’s become a real
problem. He’s way too cocky for me to admire the extent of his talents, and just isn’t very likable.
TRIVIA: Loren Avedon and Sherrie Rose
didn’t actually get along. Following a rocky behind-the-scenes relationship, Rose reportedly bad-mouthed Avedon to producers at the PM Entertainment studio after landing a contract with the company. Avedon claims that word got around and he was effectively blackballed from Hollywood.
Luckily, the humbling of Jake Donahue begins the following morning, when he’s
accosted by a fighter from the gym. “Thasi” (Ong Soo Han) engages
him in a quick fight, showing him that in fact even a modest boxer can actually
best him. Upon hearing that Jake is after Khan, the spirit of comradery moves Thasi to point Jake in the direction of Master Prang – a secluded hermit living
in the jungle, and the only fighter to have almost beaten Khan. Jake
ventures there but is disappointed that the master (Keith Cooke)
appears to be an alcoholic loser who shares his home with a pet chimpanzee.
Jake leaves in disgust, but not before the chimp steals his passport. When Jake comes back looking for it, he finds Prang confronted by a gang of knife-wielding thugs – likely
sent by the malicious filmmakers to abduct him for their upcoming
film. Jake holds his own, but as things get tough, Prang leaps into action and
demolishes the attackers with a series of amazing kicks.
Prang builds a rapport with Jake, and their exchanges end up being a highlight
of the movie. Prang’s alcoholism is revealed as a façade to make
him appear less threatening to Khan following their close fight. He
agrees to train Jake, and as tends to be the case in martial arts movies, these
scenes are a blast to watch. Prang’s methods are a combination of novelty and
brute force: instead of teaching Jake new fighting techniques, he primarily
assaults him with a club and tortures him with rope & pulley contraptions.
Prang claims that the point of the training is to prepare Jake for Khan’s
fearsome triple kick attack, and to simulate this, he swings whole logs at him.
It’s refreshingly human to see Jake lose patience at times, but it’s sort of amazing
that he survives the ordeal.
I wish that the screenplay focused more on Prang and his quest. While
Jake’s journey is a direct parallel to the mythical hero’s, Prang is in the
unique situation of having downplayed his own heroic qualities. He assumes the
role of the mentor, though the interactions between Jake and him (not to
mention the closeness between the actors’ ages) make them seem like equals. Most
unconventionally, Prang has very little moral high ground: though he claims that
he won’t train a murderer, that’s largely what he ends up doing, and despite
his attempts at emotional detachment, it’s not a stretch to assume that he
resents his predicament and wouldn’t mind seeing Khan dead. Prang’s
story is probably more interesting than it’s given credit for, and it’d be neat
if he had more time in the spotlight.

Having recently evaded another kidnapping attempt, Molly ventures to Prang’s
place, and Prang arranges for her to spend the night with Jake. There’s a scene
wherein Molly joins Jake in the bathtub, and the story behind it is worth a
tangent… According to writer Keith Strandberg, an actress who had previously
been cast for the role pulled out due to the required nudity. Sherrie Rose objected as well once filming had begun, being unwilling to
film the part where Molly bares her breasts. Shooting was halted as the
filmmakers tried to persuade her, going so far as to argue that someone who
had posed for Playboy shouldn’t
object to onscreen nakedness. Eventually, the nudity takes a condensed
form, with Rose’s breasts visible for only about two seconds. Rose’s protest – and especially her
successful compromise – is a rarity within the B-movie world, where catering
to male demographics could result in a demanding environment for actresses
and where a refusal to perform nude could end a career. (For a more complete take on
the state of sexuality within B-movies during the ‘90s, see Odette Springer’s
documentary Some Nudity Required.)
With his training complete, Jake engages in a series of underground fights and
successfully catches the eye of one of the snuff producers (David Michael
Sterling). He’s recruited with promises of starring in an action movie, and
despite the protests of his police superiors, he’s determined to risk death in
order to stop the crime ring. Following one more night with Molly and a
final exchange with Prang, Jake rows off to the shooting location. The set is an
enormous bamboo cage built in a river, with platforms to fight on rising out of
the water. Dozens of extras dressed in aboriginal garb watch as he enters the
cage, wearing an ornate mask and costume. It’s an impressive sight.
Jake takes on a number of spear-wielding assailants, but these guys are a mere warm-up for his true opponent. Khan appears, likewise
garbed in costume, and to Jake’s horror, he’s carrying the unconscious
Molly under his arm. He’s also carrying a sack, which he throws into the water
to reveal the body of the murdered Prang. With Molly now held in a rope net
and the filmmakers’ desired pathos achieved, Jake and Khan commence fighting. The
match is one of my all-time favorites, filled with back-and-forth action, and
both performers are at their best. Particularly Billy Blanks looks extremely powerful and more than capable of
hanging with the Hong Kong-style choreography.
TRIVIA: The outfits worn by Jake and
Khan are costumes from Thailand’s khon theater. Jake’s outfit
appears to represent Hanuman, the Hindu monkey god, while Khan’s probably represents the demon lord
Ravana. In Hindu mythology, Hanuman was instrumental in the vanquishing of
Ravana by the avatar Rama.
Jake eventually defeats his opponent, and Khan is mortally wounded when he’s
thrown under the spiked gate of the entryway. His last act is an attempt to
kill Molly by loosening the rope holding her up, but Jake catches her.
As the filmmakers revel in excitement, thinking they’ll be able to replace Khan
with Jake, the Thai police and Jake’s superiors arrive to chase everyone into
the jungle. As the cage is incinerated with a rocket launcher – presumably
destroying the bodies of Khan and Prang inside – Jake and Molly embrace in
front of the flames. Richard Yuen’s pleasant
soundtrack ushers us into the end credits.

The King of the Kickboxers was
released a year after Jean-Claude Van Damme’s Kickboxer,
and while strong parallels between their screenplays are apparent, the former
manages to stand out for its style. Whereas Kickboxer
is clearly an American movie, The King of
the Kickboxers has a much stronger Hong Kong flavor. Personally, I think it has the more believable and stronger
characters. But like
Kickboxer, I’m disappointed by the
lack of actual Thai performers among the prominent cast. Ong Soo Han is Malaysian, but Thai actors are uniformly relegated to bit parts. Billy Blanks doesn’t pass as Oriental at all,
despite the use of eyeliner.
Speaking of Blanks, I was so curious about his casting that I contacted Keith
Strandberg and asked about the character. I wanted to know whether Khan was in
fact anything other than a “pure” Thai, and I speculated that he may be
half-Thai or even a foreign expatriate. Strandberg – who was very pleasant and
can be contacted through his website – affirmed my former suggestion and
explained the basis for Khan’s antagonism. He said that Khan is the son of a
Thai mother and a U.S. serviceman who abandoned them while Khan was young,
thereby sparking his hatred of Americans. This is illuminating, but makes me
wonder about Khan’s relationship to the snuff filmmakers. They
certainly appear to be American, yet seem to have such control over Khan that
the Marlon Brando lookalike (William Long, Jr.) is able to make fun of
him without repercussion. There’s probably a lot more to this than I’m privy to, but despite being a
murderer and a sadist, Khan comes across as someone controlled by anger but who’s also been taken advantage of by other people.
The action content is really darn good, thanks in large part to the innovation
of fight choreographer Tony Leung. Leung would later work on the martial arts epic Ip Man, and you can definitely see a lot of his skill here in how he directs so many diverse performers to grand
results. I truly love the martial cast in this one, but the only real
drawbacks are the shortness of some of the fights and the fact that most of the
fighters only have one or two brawls apiece. Fans of Hong Kong regulars Steve
Tartalia and Vincent Lyn will be disappointed how uninvolved they are in Loren
Avedon’s first fight.
Speaking of Avedon, you have to love his enthusiasm. Loren would grow into a more
skillful actor as time went on, but at this point, all he had going for him was
fervor and the kind of natural charisma that most successful B-movie stars
have. Most of the acting in the film is along these lines, so if you can’t
stand extra raw drama, this isn’t for you. Of course, there’s some skillful
acting in here too, and while some viewers may name Richard Jaeckel or Don Stroud
the best performer, I give the title to Sherrie Rose. Jaeckel and Stroud play
stock characters they probably could have done in their sleep, while
the onus to create an original persona is on Rose. While she isn’t
given the opportunity to excel, she definitely gets her personality through and
is noticeably more nuanced than everyone she interacts with.
The King of the Kickboxers is
predictable and thematically unambitious, but no one can say that the
filmmakers didn’t put a lot of effort into it. As one of the most colorful
entries of the Seasonal Film series, it’s worth owning for both established
fans and general karate lovers alike. It’s definitely required viewing for
serious followers of the martial arts B-movie subgenre. Check it out!

The
King of the Kickboxers (1990)
Directed by Lucas Lowe (American
Shaolin)
Written by Keith W. Strandberg (screenplay, original story), Ng See-Yuen
(original story), John Kay (uncredited)
Starring Loren Avedon, Billy Blanks
(Tough and Deadly), Keith Cooke (Mortal Kombat), Sherrie Rose (Me and Will)
Cool costars: Hans Ong (Dragon: The Bruce Lee Story), Jerry
Trimble (The Master), Bruce Fontaine
(Outlaw Brothers), Michael
DePasquale, Jr. (China Heat), Steve
Tartalia (Death Cage), Vincent Lyn (Operation Condor). Hong Kong regular Mark King (Once Upon a Time in China) plays an uncredited police officer.
Title refers to: It’s written on a film slate visible after Khan’s death. Presumably, this is the name of the snuff film being shot and therefore would refer to Jake.
Potential triggers: Extreme violence, child abuse, violence against women
Copyright Seasonal Film Corporation
“What do I watch first?” – A DTV Martial Arts Film Primer
If you’re like me, then around the same
time that you realized your yen for direct-to-video karate flicks, you found
out that you faced a mountain of material. Many of the movies of this label
aren’t very good, and while I had the opportunity to slog my way through
several decades’ worth of schlock, I realize that a few bad initial experiences
may be enough to dishearten a prospective fan – after all, movies cost money,
and why bother when all you’re coming up with is trash? To help orient newcomers,
I’ve put together a list of some of the most essential features in this
subgenre. Not all of these movies are necessarily great, but they’re among the
most-referenced and/or valued ones. They’ll give you some perspective of the subgenre as a
whole, and they’re probably the ones other fans will hope you have seen.
1. China
O’Brien (1990)

Why: Cynthia Rothrock is one of the most
consistent contributors to the DTV realm, and her movies are unavoidable. You’ll
have a sizable library to dig into if you enjoy her work, and the best way to
find out if you do is via this Robert Clouse-directed cult vehicle.
If you like this, check out: China O’Brien 2 (1990), Sworn to Justice (1996)
2. The
King of the Kickboxers (1990)

Why: A stylistic continuation of the
mostly-theatrical No Retreat, No Surrender
series, this movie mixes an exotic location with a standout cast of fighters
and stellar action. Like several other entries on the list, its lack of Region
1 DVD availability merely enhances its gem status.
If you like this, check out: No
Retreat, No Surrender 3: Blood Brothers (1990), Bloodmoon (1997)
3. Martial
Law II: Undercover (1991)

Why: Enter Jeff Wincott, the DTV
realm’s most fondly-remembered action star of the ‘90s. This is his first martial arts movie,
and it catches his best side. Add some strong characters and arguably the best
cast of supporting villains ever assembled, and this one’s hard not to like.
If you like this, check out: Mission of Justice (1992), Martial Outlaw (1993)
4. Shootfighter:
Fight to the Death (1993)

Why: Here’s a fight flick with an
edge. This brawl-packed tournament film is great for viewers who like their matches
gory; it will expose them to a slew of lesser-known performers. Fans of Bolo
Yeung will appreciate his sizable role.
If you like this, check out: Firepower (1993), Ring of Steel (1994)
5. Drive (1997)

Why: Some of the best American
indies are powered by international talent, and such was the case when Japan’s
Alpha Stunts group got the means to make a feature with actual production values.
The great action is complemented by a fun screenplay and excellent chemistry
between Mark Dacascos and Kadeem Hardison.
If you like this, check out: Extreme
Heist (2002), Contour (2006)
6. Undisputed II: Last Man Standing
(2006) & Undisputed III: Redemption
(2010)

Why: The Undisputed sequels are milestones. Last Man Standing saw director Isaac Florentine turn up his game as
an action director and flaunted the realized potential of Michael Jai White and
Scott Adkins as leading men. Redemption
made Adkins the “it” performer of the martial arts scene and set the bar for
fight choreography worldwide.
If you like these, check out: Ninja II: Shadow of a Tear (2013), Falcon Rising (2014)
7. Broken Path (2008)

Why: If you value brutal karate
action over all other aspects, this Alpha Stunts rarity will be a dream come
true. It’s an intense adventure that focuses all its production power on fight
scenes.
If you like this, check out: Kill ‘Em
All (2014), Die Fighting (2014)
8. Blood and Bone (2009)

Why: Aside from being a good fight
flick and the premier vehicle of Michael Jai White, this film uses a great cast
and excellent production values to attain the elusive status of being just as
palatable to viewers outside of the martial arts fan base.
If you like this, check out: Never
Back Down 2: The Beatdown (2011), The
Girl from the Naked Eye (2012)
9. Universal Soldier: Regeneration
(2009) & Universal Soldier: Day of
Reckoning (2012)

Why: With its decidedly dark
presentation and gritty action, Regeneration
proved that a low-budget sequel could outclass its mainstream predecessors. Day of Reckoning demonstrated a new potential
for style and ambitious storytelling on the DTV circuit. Many people seem to
prefer the first to the second, but you’d do well to regard the two as a set.
If you like these, check out: Angel
of Death (2009), Dragon Eyes
(2012)
[Trigger potential: I recommend you investigate the IMDb page of any given film and review the “Plot Keywords” and “Parents Guide” sections for possible triggers.]
Think you don’t like direct-to-video martial arts films? Try these!
Inspired by a post from GORE IS FOR GIRLS, I wanted to put together a similar bill for my subgenre
of expertise: low-budget and direct-to-video martial arts movies. Now, some
people just don’t like violence in their movies, but I think there are a
significant number of folks who steer clear of kick flicks produced outside the
mainstream despite enjoying action and martial arts movies in general. This
post is for the latter, and I’ll address some of the most prominent reasons why
these movies tend to get passed over.
Q: Why don’t you like DTV martial arts films?
A:
“They have poor production values and look cheap.”
Try:
- Timecop 2: The Berlin
Decision (2003) - Tekken
(2010) - Kung Fu Killer
(2008) - Blood and Bone
(2009) - Into the Sun
(2005)
A:
“They feature no real stars.”
Try:
- Sworn to Justice
(1996) – Brad Dourif, Walter Koenig, Tony Lo Bianco - Sabotage
(1996) – Carrie-Anne Moss, Tony Todd, Graham Greene - Skin Traffik
(2015) – Mickey Rourke, Daryl Hannah, Michael Madsen - Mercenaries (2014) – Kristanna Loken, Vivica A. Fox, Brigitte
Nielsen - Red Sun Rising
(1994) – Terry Farrell, Michael Ironside, Edward Albert
A:
“They’re mundane and feature no interesting premises.”
Try:
- Ninja Apocalypse
(2014) - Hellbinders
(2009) - Knights
(1993) - Samurai Avenger: The
Blind Wolf (2009) - The Swordsman
(1992)
A:
“They address no relevant issues.”
Try:
- In Hell
(2003) – Exploitation and abuse of prisoners - Pistol Whipped
(2008) – Gambling addiction, parenting - Death Grip
(2012) – Autism in families - Skin Trade
(2014) – Human trafficking
A:
“I prefer Hong Kong-style action scenes.”
Try:
- Invincible
(2001) - Bloodmoon
(1997) - Belly of the Beast
(2003) - Drive
(1997) - Extreme Heist
(2002)
A:
“I can’t watch them with my young children.”
Try:
- Wendy Wu: Homecoming
Warrior (2006) - Magic Kid
(1993) - Double Blast
(1994) - Adventures of Johnny
Tao (2007) - Sci-Fighter
(2004)
A:
“They’re full of bad acting.”
Quality of acting is relative, so I’m
going by critical acclaim. Try:
- The Girl from the Naked
Eye (2012) – Multiple acting nominations,
Hoboken Int. Film Festival - Replicant
(2001) – “Best Actor” nomination, DVD Exclusive Awards - The Martial Arts Kid
(2015) – “Best Supporting Actor,” Sunscreen Film Festival - Fighting with Anger
(2007) – “Best Actor,” New York Int. Independent Film & Video Festival - Money Fight
(2012) – “Best Supporting Actor,” Action on Film Int. Film Festival
[Trigger potential: I encourage investigating
any given movie’s page on IMDb
and checking out the “Parents Guide” and “Plot Keywords” sections for possible
triggers.]