My Young Auntie [長輩] (1981)
AKA Fangs of the Tigress, The Senior, Lady Kung Fu
Starring Lau Kar-Leung, Kara Hui, Wang Lung-Wei, Hsiao Ho, Gordon Liu Chia-Hui
Directed By Lau Kar-Leung
Criticizing a film like My Young Auntie is, I’m afraid, beyond my ability. The film is so unabashedly all over the place that any attempt to lasso it all together and rationalize it is something akin to stacking grains of sand on top of each other in an attempt to reach the moon. It is one of those train wrecks so beyond the scope of rational thought, that the only way to experience it is by surrendering yourself to the notion that for the next two hours this film will have its way with you and you will take it like the fresh young piece of meat you are. With all that said, if you have ever thought that square dancing by grown men in pink wigs and guys dressed up like Robin Hood was criminally underrepresented in Shaw Bros. kung fu films, then this may be the movie for you.
Kara Hui plays Cheng Tai-Nun, a young girl of about twenty who marries a wealthy old man in an attempt to keep his estate from falling into the greedy hands of his third brother. She is instructed to hand the deed over to the man’s younger nephew, who is coincidentally about 30 years her senior. She also has to deal with his completely batshit son, Charlie, who has been studying in Hong Kong and is now westernized beyond any hope of redemption. Charlie and his buddies speak an unholy union of profane Chinese and sloppy English, that is actually extremely amusing. (This may be the only time you will hear the English word “fuck” uttered in a subtitled Shaw Bros. film.) Anyway Charlie harasses the shit out of his new, young great-auntie (?) and belittles her with his newfound knowledge of things like basketball, Shakespeare, folk music, boxing, and Christianity. (I’m not making this up.)
All of this comes to a head when Charlie invites his auntie to a party that he hopes will embody all of the finer sensibilities of western civilization. Now if you’ve been reading my reviews with any regularity, you know I am no stranger to weird shit in the movies. I have championed the seedy underbelly of modern cinema and heaped nothing but praise on everything from Mexican wrestling to blaxploitation. With that said, the bizarre shit that goes down at Charlie’s party was a little too much, even for me. What his attempt to throw a “western” themed party boils down to are a bunch of guys in powdered wigs, sunglasses, and French Renaissance outfits doing musical numbers, fencing with each other, and dancing to classical music. Kara Hui shows up dressed in a blonde wig and a princess outfit and Charlie himself comes prancing in as Robin Hood. All hell breaks loose when six guys get in a heated argument about which of them are the real three musketeers. Cue the Benny Hill music and guys sliding backwards down staircases and you get the general idea just how ugly this thing gets.
The film’s fatal flaw is that after dropping a bombshell so brazenly depraved and insane as the party scene, it switches gears into somewhat coherent storytelling again and expects us to follow suit for the third act. I’m sorry, but if you are going to take your viewers past this point of no return, then you have got to realize that you must brave those dark waters for the rest of your film. Nobody wants to take you seriously after witnessing your cracked-out Freemason’s ball. Even something as beautiful and exciting as Lau Kar-Leung’s martial arts choreography won’t pull you out of this deep abyss. You and your movie are just plain fucked from here on out.
If it were to stand alone, the third act is actually quite entertaining with everything from spring-loaded booby traps, nearly invincible guys who bend knives with their abs, and loads of fantastic choreography. But if you’re anything like me, you’ll still be reeling from that crazy party scene to really appreciate any of it.
While I don’t think My Young Auntie is a good film, I recommend checking it out if only for the pure spectacle of it all. It really is a difficult one to file away, and that alone might make it worth your time.
ah, this is one of THOSE chopsockies. As you so aptly put it in your review, you just have to surrender and let the film have its wicked way with you. I still want to see this film though. I have seen previews for it (I don’t think they showed anything from the party scene – probably wisely).
Beautifully written review, by the way.
It’s definitely not a solid film by any means, but there is still plenty to love here. You can never go wrong with some Lau Kar-Leung kung fu fighting. And the party scene, as wild as it is, is like watching a lion eat a live zebra, you just can’t take your eyes off of it.
This was a very silly movie, but was fun. Especially seeing it in 35mm on the big screen like I did at QAGOMA in Brisbane. Gordon Lui looks rediculous in those sideburns and especially the curly wig. “Don’t worry Charlie! In Hong Kong we always fight at parties!”. The film I saw it in a double with was Dirty Ho.