I don't care how incoherent the story was. It was beautiful. And I'm pretty sure Ip Man was a Trojan horse: Kar-Wai just wanted to tell the story of Gong Er, who's the only dimensional and sympathetic person in the film. She had the most badass fight scene, one-line zingers ("I took it.") and melodramatic lines ("Heaven will know!") I've seen all year. And what a coat!
Not a martial arts film, not even a tribute to martial arts, it's a love letter. There was something sad and nostalgic about the martial arts family systems, Wong Kar Wai domesticated Kung Fu so much he made it relatable to anyone. It's not WKW's best and his usual subtle touches go out the window, but it exposes the other "Ip man" films as the mindless propaganda they are.