With the name Godfrey Ho attached to the project, those people who are fans of these raw Kung-Fu cheapies should know what they are getting themselves into. Entertainment
that's just bonkers. Complete bonkers, where nothing makes all much sense as there is gut-busting beat-ups with dynamic sound FX, out of sync dubbing topped off by dubious dialogs and a patchwork of plot threads going on. Mainly thanks to there being two separate films edited together. Oh it's a rush and a mess, but an entertaining one. Two underground Hong Kong gangs, the Scorpions and the Serpents find themselves in a war where members of their groups end up being killed, thinking that it's each other. However there is a secretive third party and a traitor (and this guy really loves to chuckle) within the ranks who has hired three international assassins to wipe them out. Interpol learns of it and sends in their best agent to stop these assassins. Meanwhile Alison, who saw her friend get killed, goes about seeking revenge by becoming a member of the Scorpions and in doing so she becomes a key suspect for the Hong Kong police. It's a shamble and sometimes tough to make out what's actually going, but it's so random with its outlandish action onslaught. Our assassins are an interesting trio (especially the delectably lethal blonde with long legs and a samurai sword), but you can't go past our Interpol agent and his moustache. Who puts his assignment on hold; as he loves pumping iron (we get constant shots of it) or finds time to romance some lady who he just happened to rescue from some fat, rubber mask wearing wacko with a meat clever in a busy street!? "Always glad to help a lady in distress". But nothing can go pass the way he gathered information from one of those assassins. Oil drum, rat and cat
it worked. But that's topped off by the constant male beatings Alison encounters, but she still manages to look good and kick ass. Where else can you see some combat over shoe shinning territory and kung fu action in blue and white sailor stripe shirts? Then it comes to its hackneyed climax
talk about oddball (love the suits and choice of weapons) and quite disjointed. One final blow. The End
the end? Choppy as hell, but nonetheless cheap tatty fun.
"I'm not taking any chances. Everybody is a suspect."
"I'm not taking any chances. Everybody is a suspect."