finzi81 Funky soundtrack, tight sound effects, great action. Knife play, guys on fire, tons of exploding cars. Ridiculous 70s haircuts, mustaches, tight pants on men--it's camp gold. Special Inspector Fang of Hong Kong police is sent to Sydney after the Sammo character gets caught doing a heroine deal with an Aussie. And it turns out that the mastermind behind the operation, Sammo's boss, is an Australian kung fu master. The final showdown between them is slightly disappointing. The putative Aussie kung fu master catches on fire and has trouble getting his sport coat off. Why doesn't he just roll on the ground? Instead he sustains severe burns, making him easy work for Fang to finish off. The whole thing is laced with not-so-subtle nationalism, as the Australians continually compliment Fang's toughness and smarts, saying things like, "I really admire you. Chinese people are exceptional." Inspector Fang is a kind of Asian James Bond, and he meets beautiful Australian girls both in Hong Kong and Sydney, one of whom teaches him to hangglide.Note that Sammo's role in the film is quite small.

udar55 HK Inspector Fang Sing Leng (Jimmy Wang Yu) travels to Australia to extradite a drug dealer (Sammo Hung). When the hood is assassinated on his way to court, everyone suspects Jack Wilton (George Lazenby), a crime lord who the local police haven't been able to pick up. I wonder if Fang will get him? This Aussie-Golden Harvest co-production was an attempt to launch HK superstar Jimmy Wang Yu on a global scale post-Bruce Lee. The film is very effective, thanks mostly to director Brian Trenchard-Smith's Bond-esquire style that capitalizes on lavish locations and over-the-top stunt work. Wang Yu isn't the smoothest fighter, but he gets the job done with fights every 15 minutes or so. The highlight is a throw down inside a kitchen against stunt man Grant (STUNT ROCK) Page. Even more surprising is seeing Lazenby doing a lot of his own stunts including a fantastic fire gag. There is also a masterful car chase that reminds me a lot of stuff in DEATH PROOF (I'm willing to be Tarantino used this as a reference). The oddest bits of the film have women falling for Wang Yu the second they see him. Ah, the power of cinema!

superfische I really liked this movie but the close comparison to Bob Jones the Australian Karate Tycoon of the 1970's and Wilton is a little scary. I would think that Jackie Chan would have made a better Hong Kong Cop thus shoring up fight scenes with a little credibility. What drew me in was the Australian 'Occer' predominant in this film. It looks like they borrowed the cast from Mad Max 1 which was good in my opinion as the actors in that film were good but needed more development and this film gave them that. If they made a remake of this film it would have to be set in the same era, as difficult as that sounds it would have to strive hard to capture the same feel. Bolo's early bit-parts are the best in my opinion and he did not disappoint.

LennyRenquist It's 1975. A time of funky pants. Muscle cars. Ridiculous sideburns. Porn-star moustaches. Bruce Lee still rules the world of action movies (despite being dead), and I haven't even been BORN yet.Sydney. Jack Wilton (The Laze) is a bad-ass crime lord with a penchant for cravats, orange velvet sofas and all things Oriental. Under the cover of his legitimate import/export business, he runs an international drug-smuggling outfit with connections in Hong Kong. Two federal narcotics cops, Grosse (Hugh Keays-Byrne, Toecutter from Mad Max) and Taylor (Roger Ward, Fifi from - er - Mad Max) manage to catch Win Chan (Sammo Hung), a member of this Hong Kong connection, following a well-staged--yet amusingly pointless--fight sequence atop Uluru (sorry, Ayers Rock). Chan is to be extradited, as soon as he testifies against Wilton. But the Aussie cops hadn't counted on the extradition officer being a certain Inspector Fang Sing-Ling (Jimmy Wang Yu), of Hong Kong Special Branch ("What's so special about Special Branch?" you ask? Watch the movie and find out!). Fang is a loose cannon, to say the least, and is intent on bringing down Wilton's entire operation himself, no matter how much of Sydney he has to destroy in the process.This was the first (and as far as I'm aware, only) Australia/Hong Kong co-production, and it's an unusual (but highly entertaining) hybrid. It's full of excellent martial arts sequences, choreographed by Sammo, and amazing stunt work, thanks to chop-socky god Jimmy Wang Yu and Aussie stunt legend Grant Page. But Brian Trenchard-Smith (who went on to direct the classic BMX Bandits, featuring one of Australia's finest acting talents: David Argue) has injected it with a heavy dose of laid-back, tongue-in-cheek Aussie style. It also has some touches reminiscent of Hollywood action movies, in particular the brilliant car chase, in the course of which we see a brand new Charger (That's a VALIANT Charger, not a DODGE Charger, for all you Yanks out there) gradually reduced to a smoking wreck. It must be seen to be believed.Jimmy Wang Yu appears to be almost completely lacking in both charisma and humour, but this may have something to do with the language barrier. He doesn't seem confident speaking English much of the time. He does, however, play "p--sed off" very well, and this gets him through. Besides, The Laze has more than enough charisma to go around, and there's plenty of humour provided by the cops (particularly Keays-Byrne, who's obviously enjoying himself). The film is also intentionally peppered with bits of political incorrectness, sending up the attitudes of the day ("Talk about the bloody yellow peril!" quips Grosse, surveying the aftermath of one of Fang's escapades).But the fun doesn't stop there! No, siree! There's babes! There's hang-gliding! There's...babes hang-gliding! There's assassinations! There's a young, svelte Bill Hunter! There's fake blood! There's Grant Page RIPPING HIS PANTS! There's nice scenery! And, of course, there's the obligatory pre-dawn kung fu practise on top of a hill overlooking a nice beach.The only sore point, for mine, is the terrible "hit" theme song by Jigsaw. The rest of the music's great. Very period. Very funky. But that song...well...it just...sucks.As a lover of cult cinema, a fan of kung fu movies, someone who's proud of Aussie filmmakers (when they get it right), and someone who just loves to be entertained for an hour or two without having to do very much, this movie is almost impossible to fault. If you're a wowser who believes in political correctness at any cost, or someone who faints at the sight of orange paint (when substituted for blood), steer well clear. But I happen to enjoy this sort of thing. So DON'T GIVE ME ANY S--T!