Kung Phooey!

Kung Phooey is for anyone who has deliberately forced themselves to watch every eastern and western martial arts chop-socky schlock flick known to man, although only a few of these genre fans will truly appreciate where KP is coming from (and ultimately going to). As bad as this film is to any sensible movie critic, the first few minutes alone will have you spurting out your favourite beverage through your nose - the intro recreates the "Kung Fu sanddune walkabout" Zucker-style with many of those bizarrely unrelated visual tidbits to keep you guessing every few seconds. The rest of this film however takes itself about as seriously as a secondary school stage play and is probably just about as interesting, at least on the surface. The seemingly $2.50 budget does not give one much expectation for world-class fight choreography or acting for that matter, but if you are willing to forgo these "small graces" then there are many mildly amusing filmic, cultural and (the all-important) stereotypical send ups to be savoured here. Basically, Kung Phooey is the martial arts spoof home-movie that you and your mates have always wanted to make but were truly afraid to see through to fruition.

As far as sustaining this one-joke-wonder into a 90 minute foray it inevitably falls short of the mark, well below that of the joke-per-minute classics like Flying High (er, Airplane). Instead, the filmmakers decided that if they couldn't be overtly hilarious, then they should at least try and be clever about the self-contained universe that all martial arts films seem to live in. The humour is thence derived from the characters often using real-world logic to dismantle their own movie-world actions and motivations that occur around them (and vice versa if that's possible). If you can, grab the DVD to watch the making-of featurette which shows all the heavenly glory of Z-budget film-making as well as the fun you can have when you really put your mind to it (you can't make a dream come true unless you have a dream). The deleted scenes also go further into a couple of other characters who should have had equal screen time with the Muscles from Brussels when he finally gets his comeuppance in the most painful way imaginable. And of course, don't forget the outtakes! If you have watched (but not necessarily enjoyed) Kung Pow: Enter The Fist for its unique take on this undervalued film genre, who knows if you will get into Kung Phooey or not ... maybe having a bottle of the cheapest booze on hand will help. But one thing is almost certain with this movie ... it will not have a sequel!

This is an amusing film, and I have seen it twice and am willing to see it again; but I can't recommend it.

The film is an attempt to develop a type of absurdist, parodic comedy made famous by the Zucker-Abrams-Proft team ("Airplane!") within the context of the martial arts genre. There are indeed funny bits throughout the film - but unfortunately they're just not funny enough.

The obvious on-screen reason for this is pacing - it's not a slow or boring film; but if some reviewers express that opinion, it's because there's a flaw here that is even worse, for comedy - the timing of the gags is frequently way off. In the title sequence, for instance, we see the protagonist walking across a sand-dune ala Kane in "Kung Fu"; gags intervene twice, once with a toy dune-buggy zipping by from out of nowhere, the second time a woman in a bikini dives for a volleyball save. The dune-buggy shows up too late by about two comic beats (it should nearly clip the heel of the protagonist, who in the actual film has almost already walked off screen). The volleyball babe shows up about a beat too early - SHE nearly clips the protagonist's heel (when she should be behind him by at least two steps).

The primary behind-camera reason for such mistakes is money; this is a really low budget film, and it's clear that they could only afford one take for most scenes. That's actually very hard to do right, and requires either actors who have their lines and staging down pat, or a really inventive director who can waltz the camera around the actors to gloss over any of their defects, and who can work wonders in an editing room. This film has neither of those counter-balancing accessories. So when a scene goes flat, we're stuck with it.

So, while a lot of this movie brings a smile to my face, I can't say I actually laughed out-loud, and it's clear director Fong wants me to. Hopefully, when Fong gets the budget he needs, he can make the film this ought to have been.

I stumbled upon Kung Phooey at a local video store that tends to cater towards the indies and not so much of the mainstream. I was pleasantly surprised to see that a low-budget film could have such a good look to it. The cover just looked too silly for me to pass up. Sure, it's filled with cheap gags and goofy character imitations, but it is a slapstick spoof and that's exactly what I was expecting. Kung Phooey was a huge step up over the extremely disappointing Kung Pow: Enter the Fist. I seemed to notice some familiar faces in the cast too. Not sure why it's rated R...there didn't seem to be anything inappropriate. I watched it with my two kids and they loved it!

Despite the title, Kung Phooey! is really not so much a spoof targeting kung-fu movies as it is a spoof on cultural stereotypes of Asian Americans, particularly Asian-American males. It does take shots at the kung-fu film genre, but it is limited by its budget, and the action scenes, while well-executed considering the limitations, are few and far between. While Kung Phooey! hits a few of the obvious bases in its parodies of martial-arts films, it mostly spoofs them in ways that purposefully examine how they inform popular conceptions of Asians. While the film seeks to hide its social satire within its media/pop culture parodies, its social satire is far too unsubtle to stay below the surface. That's not necessarily a bad thing, since spoofs like this aren't about subtlety anyway, and this cultural perspective is the strongest thing Kung Phooey! has going for it. Besides, it's nice to see a film that has a message of ethnic pride but doesn't use it as an excuse to get overly serious and self-important--and parody is the perfect genre for achieving this. The message is made quite clear, but it never hits you over the head in that obnoxious, self-righteous kind of way.

As a kung-fu spoof, the film is a bit lacking, but taken as a satirical response to media portrayals of Asian Americans, it's much stronger. Some jokes play better than others, but overall, it's a satisfying ride--especially for Asian-American audiences who have been thinking these things for a long time, and can now see them acknowledged on screen.

I admit it...I did laugh out loud. It takes awhile to get it - that the spoof is the spoof. This movie is much more about blasting stereotypes than about spoofing the old Kung Foo run of hits and misses. Every social service or public health organization that requires "cultural competence" training would do far better with this corny but telling depiction of the gross stereotyping prevalent in all sectors...rather than the deadly talking heads or overly-processed exploration of prejudice. Although the 11 year old market of viewers may be more tempted to take this one off the shelf, it's way fun. But you may have to think and even squirm once you get it. Enjoy the a