Posts Tagged ‘Hong Kong’

Popdose Flashback: The B-52’s, “Cosmic Thing”

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I was living in Hong Kong when Cosmic Thing was released on these shores, June 27, 1989, to be exact. I bought a lot of CDs there (and laserdiscs, if anyone still remembers those), but lacked guidance. Britpop was the local flavor of the former Crown Colony’s few critics, and reviews weren’t easy to access from abroad back then, as U.S. magazines like Rolling Stone took two months to cross the Pacific and cost a pretty penny to obtain. I had an undisciplined collection. Thanks to my friends I caught the XTC bug, hard; that was the foundation of my taste for my expat years. Left to my own devices, though, I floundered. Did I really buy Aretha Franklin’s Through the Storm? Yes.

So I was untutored in Cosmic Thing. The B-52’s I knew from “Rock Lobster,” which, if you were of a certain age, you drank warm beer to, then maybe broke out with feebly spasmodic, avant-garde-ish “dance” moves at college as it went on. I didn’t hear the rapture that greeted their fifth album’s release, as I sifted through unsold piles of Millie Jackson’s Back to the Shit and Pia Zadora’s Pia Z. at the maze-like CD and knockoff computer emporium near my office. (Nor, for that matter, did I hear the noise surrounding that month’s Hollywood blockbuster, Batman. It didn’t open in Hong Kong till Chinese New Year, eight months later. But of course I bought the Prince songtrack right away—you know, the one the guys in Shaun of the Dead throw at a zombie to pierce its skull, after rejecting other, better Prince albums as projectiles.) (more…)

DVD Review: “The Enforcer” and “Protégé”

Dragon Dynasty, which put out an action-packed package of Jackie Chan’s Supercop in January, serves up a double helping of Hong Kong genre cinema this month. The Enforcer, from 1995, kicks it old school, in the crazy-quilt fashion that endeared fans to the territory’s anything-goes style filmmaking before the China handover two years later. The award-winning Protégé, from 2007, represents a break from what Dragon Dynasty commentator extraordinaire Bey Logan calls its “kung furious” line of titles, being the more sober, hard-hitting crime drama in favor nowadays.

The Enforcer was one of star Jet Li’s first attempts to break from the period martial arts persona he had established so well in the excellent Once Upon a Time in China series. The Beijing-born Li plays a mainland cop, on the hunt for antiquities smugglers, whose cover is blown by Hong Kong policewoman Anita Mui—which puts his dying wife and son (Tse Miu, the Macaulay Culkin of HK ass-kickers) at risk, and obliges Mui to step in and help as a babysitter as he sidles up to the principal villain. Not that the resourceful Miu needs minding: by the end of the picture, the son, who had been told that his dad was a baddie, is happily tied to a rope by Li and flung at the mobsters as a flying projectile, a unique bonding experience.

The perfunctory U.S. title, used previously for a Humphrey Bogart picture and the third Dirty Harry installment, gives the wrong idea about the movie. It was shot as Letter to Daddy, a poignant but equally misleading moniker, and released overseas as My Father is a Hero, overlapping with the French-made Gerard Depardieu comedy My Father the Hero and its Hollywood remake, which also starred Depardieu. Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, it’s a family movie that satisfies two demographics that in this country are usually separated by the PG-13 rating, but apparently Miu being punched, nearly drowned, and emotionally abused even before the outrageous, circus-like finale was too much for the Motion Picture Association of America, which slapped it with an R for violence. Hong Kong audiences are completely unfazed by these shifts in tone, and The Enforcer whipsaws between big, tongue-somewhat-in-cheek action sequences and father-son melodrama, particularly after mom checks out and Mui (the multi-talented “Chinese Madonna,” who died too young at age 40 in 2003) plays surrogate wife and mother for the guys.

Li’s frequent collaborator, Corey Yuen, directed. Its ringmaster, however, is its irrepressible producer, Wong Jing, who churned out movies like fried dumplings, nine alone in 1995. Typically careless, it’s no classic, a something-for-everyone picture that springs to life when Li is let loose (the garbage truck fight, which as Logan says is like something from The Terminator, is classic). I’m always looking for handover subtext in pictures from this era, and when the marauding gangsters completely demolished a fragile-looking, glass-housed Hong Kong restaurant, I’d found my metaphor. The Enforcer’s other attributes are otherwise right on the surface. (more…)

The Friday Linkfest: 2/20/09

WFMU’s Beware of the Blog strips out the best parts of the Dreams of My Father audiobook;

Will Harris runs down and wraps up the New York Comic-Con;

Pet Shop Boys debut a new track, “Love Etc.”;

JJ Fad prepared to get Supersonic all over again;

Culture Bully offers an early appraisal of Morrissey’s Years of Refusal;

Green Day announces plans to release a new album in May;

Jeff Vrabel is at a 5-year-old’s birthday party, and it is on fire…and he also knows it’s still a Small World after all;

Something Else! profiles the great Jon Hassell;

Ken at Gaper’s Blog loves the Damnwells, and tells us their new album is available for free download, then focuses volume LXIX of his Unheard Music series on the very MBV-ish band Medicine;

Cahl’s Juke Joint spins the new one from George Kontrafouris, and posts a mixtape of the best songs about coffee;

Nah Right posts J.Period’s Q-Tip remix/best-of project, The [Abstract] Best;

Brandon Schott kicks off his series of Homegrown Recordings with a lovely lullaby, “All Is Full of Love”;

The Wall Street Journal makes the case for Miley Cyrus as a good role model, and praises the work of jazz archivist Anthony Barnett;

Tommy Keene makes a mixtape for Magnet Magazine;

Ickmusic has spotted some Lions in the Street, and wants to alert you to their rockin’ presence;

Slacktivist celebrates Darwin’s birthday by mourning how far we haven’t come;

Some hellbound son of a bitch robs Daptone Records;

Darren Robbins’ favorite rock star announces plans for a tour with Jane’s Addiction;

…and, of course, some poor hysterical woman missed her flight out of Hong Kong International Airport:

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