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The Chinese Boxer is typical of Chinese propaganda about the Japanese. Chinese boxing is for sport, Karate is for killing, and boy do they kill. Eye gouging and rape in an action-packed fist-fest. A chinese man returns to challenge the kung fu master who threw him out of town with his new found Judo skills. His defeat leads to calling on Japanese Karate experts, and on it goes from there. Our hero's entire school is wiped out, leaving him to seek revenge by learning new techniques.... you get the idea. The town becomes an excuse for the local gambling den. The final fight seen involves some nice sword play. An ok flick, could have done without the rape scene, which isn't too explicit, but still...

Chinese Boxer is one of the best kung-fu movies,In Chinese Boxer the Japanese with the help of a kung-fu master beat the hero's village,school and throw him out so he trains and learns new amazing techiniques such as the Iron Palm and the Weightleness and then takes revenge

Just watched it on Prime Video. At a time when Jimmy Wang-Yu, David Chiang, Ti Lung and Lo Lieh were superstars, tons of more or less similar movies were made based on more or less the same plot, with two arms, one arm, two fists, one fist, one guillotine and so on... This one is another vehicle of the superstar of that beloved era. You got some dude and in particular our hero, pupils in a kung-fu school, that is threatened by bad guys. Japanese bad guys, yeah!

What happens next leaves no place for surprise but let's admit it: it's still fun and efficient.

The cinematography, as usual for a Shaw Brothers, is beautiful, with nice snow, beautiful scenery, cool casinos... The thing is there are some flaws. When Jackie Chan seeks revenge, he finds a funny old master to train with and it occupies the second act almost entirely. Here, Jimmy's training is on his own, and lasts for way too short. It looks too easy.

Anyway, what bothers me the most, is I can't stop thinking about the uber-superstar that will shatter the world a couple years later. No wonder, sadly or not, that all the superstars of that time were sent to the closet.

Jimmy hadly can rise his legs very high. His blows don't look very powerful. He is more like a dancer rather than an invicible fighter.

Don't misunderstand me, he likes him very much and his fellows as well.

Trouble is, well, there is a unbeatable master who is the only one martial artist in history. Jimmy, here, looks like an artist only. A very good one though, capable of the best, see for instance GOD OF WAR:

The late, great Jimmy Wang Yu wrote, directed, and starred in this martial arts classic with an appreciably simple, straightforward story. A swaggering heel named Diao Erh-yeh (Hsiung Chao) comes to a school of Chinese boxing to throw his weight around. But the wise teacher (Mien Fang) sends him packing. Soon, the villain has returned with brutal karate fighters from Japan, and they slaughter almost everybody in the school. But our hero survives, and spends time recuperating and training for what he knows is going to be a tough quest for revenge.

This viewer would agree that "The Chinese Boxer" only gets better as it goes along. The fighting is top-notch, of course, and the film has a definite energy and flow to it. It's also quite amusingly violent, with a lot of bright red movie blood oozing from various mortal wounds. Our hero, Lei Ming, is a calm, steady, soft-spoken type, and the villains are absolutely classic in their unsubtle nastiness. (To add insult to injury, Diao Erh-yeh takes over the whole town, turning it into a hotbed of corruption.) Best of all is when the climactic action is taken outside, and our opponents start tangling in the snowy wilderness. But the training scenes are also as cool as can be, as Lei Ming learns to practice "weightlessness" and creates "hands of iron". Interestingly, in this saga, karate is portrayed in a largely negative way, with the teacher explaining the difference between karate and Chinese boxing to his students.

The music is good, the widescreen photography excellent, and the cast solid; this viewer did watch the English-language version, but the dubbing really didn't bother him that much. Overall, this is quite engaging, and clearly influenced later films such as Quentin Tarantinos' "Kill Bill" saga.

Eight out of 10.

Saw this as HAMMER OF GOD @ Loew's DELANCEY with Mario Bava's HATCHET FOR THE HONEYMOON-- -one of the *best* twin-bills I ever saw and I saw hundreds from the mid-1950s till the *end of the double-bill*, as a movie-going fact-of-life, mid-late 1970s.

The DELANCEY was a huge old "movie palace"-style theater, with humongous screen, super sound system, balcony, full-service concession stand in a big-BIG lobby, *the works*.

The big screen is absolutely *vital* to the peak enjoyment of the rich color, speed-of-light action of HAMMER.

The impact of HATCHET on a small home screen must be terribly attenuated, the atmosphere sharply reduced, surely.

BOTH these films were made with *big screens* in mind. The film-makers of that bygone era could not have foreseen today's cracker-box 'plex "theaters" (*hawk-ptooi*) which generally seat >500, in malls built in the ever-popular Birkenau style of architecture.

I'm High Church about the big-theater films of that era ---I simply won't see them again: My *memory* serves me well enough.

It is simply too depressing, too degrading to see the scratched and pitted prints with their bleached-out "colors" and raggedy soundtracks on a tiny home screen.

I wouldn't accept THE LAST SUPPER or LA PRIMAVERA as thumbnails, and that's what watching vintage movies of happy memory is to me today.

Cheers !