As Reviewed by James Brundage
It's Jackie Chan. You either love him or you hate him. Personally, I love him. After all, it's this same taste for Jackie Chan as you have for any kung fu movie, seen chiefly by comic book fans and social misfits, in which reality is thrown out the window like a ticking bomb that explodes the moment it has left and the debris that flies in is a brand of dark slapstick comedy. In other words, he makes people getting beat up look funny.
When you pair him with someone like Chris Tucker, you come up with a bizarre chemistry seen only once before, when Nick Nolte met with Eddie Murphy for 48 Hours. It just doesn't happen too often that two people can work together so well on screen. That the both of them can muster enough wit to make things work.
I suppose you could say it's an east-meets-west story, with a backdrop of guns and Hong Kong crime family. A few shots here, some street humor there, some slapstick there. The scenes just make you laugh, chuckle, or smile your way through the movie until the nice payoff of seeing the mistakes at the very end DO NOT LEAVE WHEN THE CREDITS START. Those alone… Those alone make the movie worth watching. Of course the rest is just as good, but everybody has their cup of tea.
Movie Reviews by James Brundage