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Los Angeles Times Betsy Sharkey
A wildly whirling martial arts spectacle with an endless array of exotic knives, a penchant for Zen philosophizing and an unquenchable thirst for blood. It may just be one of the best bad movies ever.
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The Hollywood Reporter Todd McCarthy
It's all sufficiently well done and amusing enough to satisfy the appetites of fans who mainline this sort of thing, but it also sports a concocted, second-hand feel common to this sort of throwback homage.
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Boxoffice Magazine
It's a real film, and a fun one, made with gonzo good humor and plenty of action from the opening brutal battle over which the sound of The Wu-Tang Clan's 1993 single "Shame on a N***a" roars.
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New York Daily News Elizabeth Weitzman
The movie plays things relatively straight, acknowledging clichés without the winking irony in which modern homages usually indulge. As such, it's giddy fun - a well-made genre picture that sends up its influences even as it clearly reveres them.
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Empire
Don't let the 'Quentin Tarantino Presents' tag deceive you, this is a mixed bag of lumpen dialogue and martial-arts magic that never quite coalesces into the delirious mayhem we'd hoped for.
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Total Film
Grisly and goofy, this ode to the Shaw Brothers' '70s-era kung fu epics serves up 96 minutes of murder and mutilation and not a lot else. Sweet soundtrack, though.
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50
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Slant Magazine Steve Macfarlane
The chop-socky wire-fu scenes are beautifully choreographed, but pretty crudely edited; despite its gourmet neo-grindhouse trappings, the film won't bring the heat like you've never seen before.
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Time Out New York Ben Kenigsberg
Both the martial arts and the slightly dull narrative patchwork are too choppily edited to gain much of a foothold.
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38
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USA Today Scott Bowles
RZA's directorial debut is heavy on bloody kung fu action...and light on just about everything else.
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Entertainment Weekly Owen Gleiberman
The movie wants to be deadly cool, but mostly it's just deadly.
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25
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New York Post Kyle Smith
At 96 minutes it is exactly 93 1/2 minutes too long. If they're going to put this artifact in theaters, they'd better charge 1973 grindhouse prices: a dollar a ticket.
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