I’m open to there being a better one, but am doubtful. I don’t usually put much weight into the Oscars, but I’m hoping for Best Picture and for Michelle Yeoh to win best actress. And also for Ke Huy Quan to win Best Supporting Actor.
It’s rare the best movie is released so early in the year, but this was something special.
Very original movie with many incredible moments … but about thirty, forty minutes too long. It almost started insisting upon itself. Still, a helluva ride, and any shot of the hot-dog-fingered-world will immediately fill me with hilarity, while the same of the rocks fills me with tranquility.
Michelle Yeoh was great, of course, but Ke Huy Quan (aka “Short Round”) was surpringly good, as well, while I didn’t even recognize Jamie Lee Curtis, she so deeply inhabited her character.
I saw it yesterday and also didn’t recognize Jamie Lee Curtis. I was sitting there thinking the voice was familiar but just couldn’t place it. And I kind of, sort of recognized Ke Huy Quan but not really.
I’m free this long weekend and weirdly this was the only film in the multiplex I I wanted to see. I’ve already see Doctor Strange, Downton Abbey, Massive Talent and Fantastic Beasts and have little interest in seeing the Top Gun movie.
Just saw it. I’m glad I didn’t know anything about it going in, including the actors. As others have said, I also didn’t recognize Jamie Lee Curtis for awhile. In my mind I was referring to her as the Jamie Lee Curtis lookalike, until about halfway through when it hit me that it was actually her! It also took me about an hour to recognize James Hong, until my brain said, “I just do eyes … I design your eyes…” and it hit me.
Just watched it and agree that is was verging on brilliant - funny, rocking action sequences, sweet, thoughtful and moving.
Not to take away from any of that, but I was reminded of a similar handling of someone being able to tap into “themselves” across multi-verses in the novel “Lords and Ladies” by Terry Pratchett, where Granny Weatherwax saves the day by channeling her self into all of her alternate versions to be able to “borrow” the hive mind of all of the bees to defeat the fairies.
I got the plot and suspected the outcome fairly early into it. But I still enjoyed all the goofiness in between. A good range of sweet to grungy, perverse and funny in a kaleidoscope.
It isn’t a big cinematic movie. Only a few recurring locations. But they recur in very different ways. It is framed just fine to watch at home. A giant theater screen will not add much to the experience.
Some parts/script did not give the actors a lot to work with. But I think they all did well. Each had variations on a theme to do.
Not a 10 out of 10, but fun.
I just saw this and loved it as much as everyone here.
There was a point early in the Raccoocoonie section where Michelle Yeoh was in the foreground wearing a tall chef hat and the other chef with the raccoon was in the center of the shot and I thought “This is where she takes off her chef hat and we find out that there’s a raccoon underneath her hat too and the raccoons have a parallel love story” and I am still a little sad that it did not go that way but it is a testament to the unrestrained nature of the film that it was a legitimate possibility.
I watched this on Prime Video over the holidays. I liked it, but I also felt it was too long.
I was kind of indifferent to the family drama segments and there were more of them than I expected.
The humour I found to be hit or miss; the hot dog fingers and the Raccoocoonie were very funny, the Everything Bagel and the silly things they did to jump to other worlds (e.g. buttplugs, eating chapstick) were just dumb.
The action segments were very good in general; by far my favourite scene in the movie is where she fights a group of guys using the skills of a blind opera singer and a sign spinner.
I thought one particular message at the end was a bit unfocused: you have to let your adult children go to make their own decisions but maybe not?
Probably one of the most original films I’ve seen in a long, long time.
Yeoh is a definite contender (although I still want Regina Hall on the list for “Honk For Jesus, Save Your Soul”) but if anything Quan is underrated here due to Yeoh’s manic performance and the general insanity of the film - for a guy that basically just started acting again after a 20 year hiatus he managed to absolutely be the emotional heart of the film. I’d love to see him rewarded for this.
(Also, I wish the Academy would do regular Lifetime Achievement awards or “Outstanding Contribution to Cinema” ones like BAFTA does, because James Hong need proper recognition for his bazillion film roles and work on behalf of Asian actors.)
Saw it on the flight home with my wife. We loved it. She especially loved the work of the the actress playing the daughter, who I just now recognized at Mei Lin from Marvelous Mrs Maisel. I had no real knowledge of the film going in, and was surprised and delighted at almost every turn.
…the story is very specifically focused on the immigrant/parent/child relationship, so some of the nuances of the way the story was told may have been missed. But this review from Walter Chaw helps to flesh things out.
I think I saw this described as a “Chinese Kill Bill” in a post above. It’s instead a very American film, not a Chinese one, though made from a different perspective than a Tarantino. Even if the casting means most moviegoers completely miss that point.
This movie had to have involved (writing/directing/whatever) the child of Asian immigrants to the US. Not an immigrant themself but the child of immigrants. One who was either born in America or was brought over by their parents as an infant, i.e. somebody who is very much American themselves but also one who craves validation while also experiencing othering/alienation from both their culturally immigrant parents and the American culture they feel is their own but never feel fully accepted by.
And the movie review totally picks up on this, of course, because it was written by such a person as well. The thematic elements of the film as an experience between immigrant parents and their culturally American/but-not-American-by-virtue-of-their-appearance children is just ridiculously obvious to anybody who has a remotely similar background.