Everyone has seen Bulletproof Monk once, whether to actually sit down and make a point of it or seeing it as the only worthful piece of entertainment that isn’t a reality show of some kind. Chow Yun Fat stars (the guy from Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon) Seann William Scott (Stifler from American Pie) and some other random girl who is rather attractive and turned up in the car crash that was White Chicks (more on that later).
The plot, if that’s what it can be called ,involves the ever dependable Nazi’s wanting immortality and Mr Fat kicking their asses with Karate Kid Stifler in tow. The film itself is so clichéd that it would seem that the director had a tick sheet for stereotypes that needed covering;
Random British guy
Random British bitch
American dude that is somewhat relatable but isn’t really
Violence (Tick as appropriate)
Yet I love this film. I must have watched the darn thing over 20 times and yet it is still enjoyable. The fighting scenes are entertaining, the comedy is manageable and it requires little to no brain power. We live in an age where reviews, scores and rotten fruit are all indicators for what we should watch and what we should play. The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford holds a 75% rating on Rotten Tomatoes. Is it a good film? Yes. Is Brad Pitt amazing in it ? Yes. Would I rather watch Jason Statham have sex with his girlfriend in the middle of a city to keep his heart from stopping due to some magical poison injected into him by some nutjob Latino? Erm yes.
‘Good’ films don’t necessarily have to be ‘good’. I love Shawshank Redemption, Schindlers List (though ‘love’ is almost certainly the wrong word) and Up in the Air ,don’t get me wrong. But equally Last Action Hero, Bulletproof Monk, Crank and Johnny English all have places in my heart for being awesome in their own crap way. Hell even White Chicks can be entertaining if only for the Terry Crews dancing skit that lasts for all of 10 seconds.
Crap films can be both good and enjoyable. Unless you happen to be Nicolas Cage where there is no middle ground: you either have moments of brilliance or acting that puts Rob Schneider to shame.