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A mangled mess: Kung Fu Yoga review by Anupama Chopra

Even Jackie Chan’s charisma cannot save this odd, disjointed, cross-border debacle.

movie reviews Updated: Feb 03, 2017 16:44 IST
Anupama Chopra
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Director Stanley Tong strains to create a souped-up, multicultural Indiana Jones adventure, but he seems to have forgotten to actually write it.

KUNG FU YOGA

Direction: Stanley Tong

Actors: Jackie Chan, Sonu Sood, Disha Patani

Rating: 1 / 5

As a film critic, I get to see plenty of bad films, but every once in a while I see a film that is hypnotic in its awfulness; which means it’s so bad that you can’t look away. Kung Fu Yoga is one such film.

This is the first movie made under the India-China co-production treaty. And I have to admit, it must have sounded good on paper. Take one of the biggest action stars in the world — Jackie Chan. Throw in some nubile Indian beauties and Indian locations, mix in a plot about lost treasure, add exactly two and a half lines about yoga, and you have a mashup that sells in two markets.

It doesn’t quite work out that way. The film ends with the cast dancing vigorously — moves choreographed by Farah Khan — on the steps of an ancient temple. By which time, some of the reviewers in the show I saw, were laughing out loud. A sort of cinematic delirium had set in.

Director Stanley Tong, who has also written the story, is big on simplicity and stereotypes. This isn’t a nuanced take on either culture. It’s designed as a rollercoaster ride.

But even cartoons need coherence. There were moments in the film when I had absolutely no idea what was going on.

The film ends with the cast dancing vigorously — moves choreographed by Farah Khan — on the steps of an ancient temple.

Kung Fu Yoga begins with a motion-capture sequence set in 647 AD. We are in the Kingdom of Magadha, where a rogue general is battling the forces of its princess. Chan plays the Tang dynasty envoy who is helping the princess.

We then cut to the present day, where Chan is China’s greatest archaeologist, Jack, the same character he played in Tong’s last film, The Myth. An Indian professor, played by a simpering Disha Patani, comes to Jack for help and they are off on a voyage to find lost treasure.

Tong strains to create a souped-up, multicultural Indiana Jones adventure, but he seems to have forgotten to actually write it. Kung Fu Yoga feels like a film that was made up on the spot.

The action lurches from China to Tibet to Dubai to Rajasthan. Much fuss is made about a 212-carat diamond. And at one point, Chan ends up in a car chase, with a lion in the backseat.

At 62, he still has the charisma and the moves. His agility and good humor help lift the leaden script. Sonu Sood gets to stand around in snazzy jackets and snarl, but his half-hearted villainy has no bite.

Kung Fu Yoga is peppered with random odd moments — at one point, the Indian professor is expounding China’s ‘One Belt, One Road’ policy. In another scene, a line about Buddhism is bleeped out.

And where’s the yoga, you ask? Well, in one scene, the characters use a ‘fetal breath-holding technique’ to escape.

That should give you some idea of what I’ve been through.

Watch the trailer for Kung Fu Yoga here