The production staff, lead by John Woo, has made this film technically excellent. Thanks to Daniel Wu and Hsu Chi, Blood Brothers has a couple of slick performances that make it an easy watch. The problem is that the film is evocative of every “coming-to-the-city-to-make-our-fortunes” movie that came before it. Production staff does a great job capturing the look of 1930’s Shanghai but the scenario feels about as old. Action direction by veteran Phillip Kwok is well designed to wake you up when the story starts to drag.
I'm not going to beat around the bush here, this was a God awful film. The only thing this was missing was a few star-wipes.
Set in 1930s Shanghai, the sets and period costumes were all this film had going for it.
Poor continuity, out-of-sync sound effects, over use of fade and shoddy editing always make any film that much harder to watch, but Blood Brothers also had a knack for stacking scene upon scene containing as little story as…
Stylish scenes that flash prettily about over a very silly soundtrack. Many of the essential elements that make a solid gangster film are here (in true overabundance…), and are delivered poorly on juggled notes that never reach a harmonious fluidity. There is no organized pacing. One moment it’s life or death, and then suddenly the protagonist is chilling at a club. No transitions whatsoever.
In short, the moments when something essential was supposed to happen, often fell flat, because the tone and setting were not primed to the actual happening.
Too much content with too little handling and very little connect in this first time direction.
Clumsy attempt to remake Woo's Bullet in the Head.
Un pobre intento de hacer un remake de Bullet in the Head de John Woo.
It looks very pretty and the actors are very good, but by god does the director hate pacing, there is absolutely no drive to the whole movie whatsoever.
Even the shootout at the end is dull.
Når et cover er tilsmurt med teksten ”produsert av en xxxxxx (en kjent regissør)” og filmen attpåtil er sterkt inspirert av en av denne regissørens bedre filmer kan vel de fleste av oss med hånda på hjertet si at det mot normalt går rett ad skogen med ekspressbuss. Men så var det disse unntakene da.
Tilbake i 1990 regisserte John Woo et av sine største verk noensinne; Bullet in the Head. En knallsterk prestasjon av en film som fortalte en…
Surprisingly competent direction; dreadful performances at every corner, though, and the tonal dissonance of gritty shanghai drama/stylish mob violence is not really helpful to the whole purported 'realist' thing. Could be pulpier, is what I'm saying.