April 27th, 2008

naka

Yeah, I finished it

And the other thing wrong with Green Snake, aside from an almost American casualness to things like coherent narrative and character consistency, is that it ends with a rousing song whose lyrics go something like OOmpa-loompa OOmpa-loompa OOmpa-loompa UMMM. Inspired by the Hindu dancing girls earlier on who but naturally perform in the cabaret of this Chinese city, and conducive to hideous earworms.

(Is there a rule in HK film that People Must Sing? It's what makes them sound like Bollywood to me- quite apart from Hindu dancing girls in Nanjing or wherever it is.)