Berated and ridiculed everywhere else, but belovedly known as 'Le Bruce' in gay Paris', Bruce Le stars once again in his undeservedly own feature film as the most unconvincing successor to his namesake.
The 'Treasure' spoken of here is an invaluable manuscript of various kung-fu techniques; monkey style, crane style, dragon style,doggie style, etc.. Sufficed to say two factions battle over it. One bad-one good. Mr. Le's on the good side. Der-hay. As the sides wittle down to just two combatants, Le and the top baddie, each utilize the various styles in order to defeat the other, leaving the winner to possess the manuscript. And hey,..here's a hint at the outcome,..Bruce wins (if that is his real name)!
Aside from some adequate kung-fu sequences (Le's no Lee), this movie boasts some unorthodox cinematography in that every second shot is completely out of focus. Mind you, most of these shots are close-ups of Le himself, perpetuating the theory that if you squint just right.. well you know the rest. For me, this turkey rates three Bruce Lee's spinning in his grave out of five.
