Rating of
2/4
Nobody May Quite Get It.
Adict - wrote on 06/06/10
The face value price of this film is watching those unintelligent rednecks attempt an Eastern art and practice for the primary reason of either being in movies or being able to beat-up everyone. The deeper meaning and true evaluation is of the typical undisciplined American (overweight, primary adjectives are damn, like, and fuck within a constant Tyra Banks or Jerry Springer setting) and his or her inability to acheive any form of diligent discipline.
Is it the end of the American as a whole? Is it the realization that true discipline arises when the individual sheds all his earthly possesions and cares? Either way, ancient buddhist principles cracking the minds of kung-fu rednecks is a funny attack of classes, though nobody may quite get it.
