The Butcher, the Chef, and the Swordsman
One legendary blade will change the destiny of all who wield it.
A tale of revenge, honor and greed follows a group of misfits that gets involved with a kitchen cleaver made from the top five swords of the martial arts world in this wild and brash action comedy.
You can say that love is the international language, but as far as I can tell the international language is slapstick.
Visual assault aesthetic. What’s the difference between this hot mess of “LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME” hyperactivity and what Paul Greengrass does? Matter of degrees? I just re-watched one of the Bourne action sequences for comparison, and was surprised by how conventional it was overall - very linear, not overly complicated in the actual business of what happens, but the handheld closeups and cutting among varying vantage points make it FEEL kinetic. The Butcher, the Chef, and the Swordsman was so over-the-top in every other aspect (shouty mugging performances, blaring lights and colors, various grotesqueries of costuming and makeup, stylistic shifts) that piling on quick-cut closeups just felt disorienting. Too much muchness.
But I did laugh when the movie did one of those Taiwanese TV news animated re-enactments of a key moment. Good gag.
All style and very little substance.
The chaotic mix of styles and editing at the beginning put me off but I gradually eased into it. Ultimately, I felt that the characters and story were a bit flat in this morality play about vengeance.