A once-in-a-generation synthesis of Brandon Lee's megawatt charisma and a host of director Alex Proyas' influences - from Hong Kong pistol opera to Goth subculture. The sight of Lee's avenging angel leaping between rooftops set to Nine Inch Nails either triggers your dopamine rush or it doesn't, but a recent sold out 35mm screening made it clear to me that, for the devoted, this film is almost a religion.
entrenched so, so hard in its own style that i haven't seen any other movie come close to. between the visuals and the dialogue -- what is this movie? it's fkn weird, but i gotta say it was pretty cool if only because of how confident in that style it was. it never flinches.
1-2. I think it gets points for acting and aesthetics, but in all honesty it's a very hard film to sit through. As others have pointed out, the script is thin and the characters underdeveloped. For the longest time, the movie just lacks suspense because the main character can't die and nothing he specifically cares about is on the line. He's not incurring any risk to himself or anyone else by doing what he's doing.
Not all that I hoped it would be, but certainly a 90's cult film staple. I too am uncertain of the potential of Brandon Lee - his role seemed like it was mostly movement with the occasional handful of sentences...nothing all that remarkable. Still, an enjoyable revenge-murder flick.
The whole film plays out like a rather long music video. The script is thin, the characters are underdeveloped, and plot holes follow our main character everywhere he goes. However the cinematography was on point. The set design, costumes, props, were all aesthetically pleasing. I can't say that Brandon Lee would have been a star, but I know he would have had something to offer.