The point at which inept fight choreography, weak performances, and a threadbare script are transcended by sheer, goofy earnestness. Jean-Claude Van Damme arrives fully formed as a screen persona - lacking the guile or vanity of many of his fellow Eighties action stars, simply in need of a role that could put his physicality and subdued demeanor to best use. It would arrive a few years later with "Universal Soldier."
Where was this movie my whole life? I can see why it's dismissed, with its rebaked plot devices and abrasive acting... but these guys weren't hired to act. They were hired to kick ass. And that they do, with jaw-dropping choreography and very evident, raw physicality. The rest is 80's cheese, but delivered with such naive, runamok glee I simply couldn't hate it. JCVD just roundhouse kicked his way into my heart.
I loved this movie, even though Van Damme can't ac at all. The two sequences that stood out in my mind are the tracking shot before we first enter the kumite fighting arena. And the second is, of course, when Van Damme has to prove himself to belong to the family with the blocks of brick and the montage of all the fighters turning to watch him.
Film culte pour moi. Biopic de Franck Dux. L'un de mes premiers films de combat. Le coté rétro est sympa. En le voyant avec du recule, on y trouve un "certain humour kitch à la Van Damme".
Les combats sont de 1988 mais j'adore.
Tout le monde n'aimera pas