Ip man. Wing Chun. Bruce Lee's master.
A real legend. A Donnie Yen style kung fu film.
Since "Slaying the Wolf", Donnie Yen's fists have become more and more vicious. Concise, vicious, powerful, punch to the flesh. Not fancy, very textured. Once considered Jet Li's "Fighting Heroes" as the most wonderful kung fu movie, now it is slowly starting to shake, and this "Ip Man" is even more subversive. Wing Chun's short bursts of power, quick and changeable moves, fierce offense and defense, Quilt Zidan's performance is incisive, in comparison, Jet Li's movements seem to be more performative and less like fighting.
It is still traditional patriotism in conception, interspersed with descriptions of family and friendship, and also shows the powerlessness of individuals in troubled times. Some might think the script is cliché, but we like it. Every time Ip Man beat the Japanese devils, the theater would unanimously burst into applause. We need heroes, we need courage.
We are not in that war-torn world, but it is still an age full of changes and confusion. In the turbulent torrent of this era, everyone is as helpless as the masters decades ago. The choice is cruel. Everyone steps into the ring at some point, for certain beliefs.
Ye asked, I asked, you asked, he asked, and only he knew the answer.
Shangwu, don't hold back. Fighting is not just kung fu. On this cold night, I was moved by the gentle Ip Man and the wicked Wing Chun.
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