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A moving testament to the ability of humans to survive and even rise above the situations they find themselves in.

What’s this, a light-hearted criminal caper from the master of heroic bloodshed?

More wire-enhanced kung fu frenzy with copious amounts of youthful hijinks.

If you’re a rabid Bruce Lee fan, then you might get a kick out of watching Sammo Hung parody and pay homage to your hero.

A confusing melange of story lines and silly characters that’s just too boring and contrived to be interesting.

It’s most certainly a mind-blowing movie. But don’t consider that a blanket endorsement.

I quite literally have never heard of a situation this sad, ever.

There’s really no way for me to accurately convey just how disappointing this film was.

Jim Kelly returns in this inane followup to 1974’s Black Belt Jones.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a movie that has filled me with so much wonder.

A disturbing movie because we expect to see innocence and childhood, but instead find corruption and sin.

A kung fu movie, a documentary, a social commentary, and an autobiography.

Chow Yun-Fat’s tour de force balances bloody, over-the-top action with themes of honor and nobility.

It’s a bad movie, a terrible movie, a cheesy movie. And I mean each one of those with love and respect.

One of the premier kung fu movies, and certainly deserves to be called an “epic” in the genre.

One of the few movies in recent memory where I was forced to look at the concepts and ideas behind the dialog and images.

There were several times throughout the film where you’ll either shake your head in disbelief at how awful it is, or you’ll just find yourself wondering how Belt can be that cool.