Am I alone in knowing that if someone killed my dad, I would not track down the murderer? I feel bad admitting this but as far as I know, most people wouldn't exact revenge with their own hands either. Are we scared of the bloodlust? Or are we not that close to our fathers? I ask because the Oresteian quest for justice has been around since Ancient Greece and surfaces in movie after movie after movie. In Godfrey Ho's and Kim Si-hyeon's The Deadly Silver Ninja, the son on the hunt for human flesh is played by the ultra-charming Dragon Lee. Before he attains street justice though, he's going to go mano a mano with endless bullies — with a man on ice, with a man who wears a horned bull hat, with a crowd that hates flowers.
But is he also the mysterious Silver Ninja who dresses like a Mexican wrestler — white bodysuit, white ski-mask, white cape — and repeatedly saves the day? Or is that unknown, silent folk hero someone else we've yet to meet? Could it be the kicky daughter (Qiu Yuen) of the blind man who outfights nearly everyone with a bamboo stick and hypersensitive hearing? I don't know if the screenwriters themselves knew until they got there. The script literally feels like it was written based on spur-of-the-moment ideas based on mouth movements and little else. But the fights are fun. And isn't that what you came for?
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