SPL II: A Time for Consequences

SPL II: A Time for Consequences

The fine line between fight scenes and body horror. Constant anxiety about the breakdown of the body, with all five leads in this subjected to punishments that underscore an unflattering vulnerability--a frail, sickly Louis Koo walking with a cane, Simon Yam bonsai catted inside a cage, Tony Jaa doubled over with puncture wounds, gasping. The figurative bloodthirst of typical action cinema is literalized through a very real corporeal thread: humans need organs, bone marrow, and blood, and we can rip each other open to get them.

I've been running in and out of the ICU all week, checking on a family member who's slowly waking up from a complicated organ transplant, and I'll be damned if this film wasn't a holy flame of clarity.

Also, Wu Jing is a fucking whirlwind.

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