January 16th, 2004


(no subject)

My wife rented a Jackie Chan movie called "The Drunken Master", about a martial artist whose technique requires alcohol. The more he drinks, the more powerful he is (the alcohol loosens up the body, and raises the pain threshhold, apparently). It was amusingly dubbed into English (even the few British actors were speaking Chinese in the original and had to be dubbed into English -- it was funny watching their voices and lips being out of synch) and had some interesting points (as well as Chan's normal eye-popping moves).

I wonder why this movie made her think of me.