AKA: Legend of Bruce Lee

Director: Bruce Le

Cast: Bruce Le (Huang Kin Long), Chan Kwok Kuen, Jeng Kei Ying, Fung Hak On, Fung King Man, Hon Gwok Choi, Kong Do, Benny Lai, Sek Kin, Wong Chi Wai, Lee Hang, Wei Pei , Yeung Chak Lam, Law Keung, Bolo Yeung

Running Time: 90 min.

By Paul Bramhall

Spend enough time down the rabbit hole that is the Bruceploitation genre, and you’ll come to understand that there’s two types of Bruceploitation. Those flicks that claim to be biopics of Bruce Lee’s life, and those that attempt a continuation of a character the Little Dragon played in his 5 most famous movies. Of the former, during the peak of Bruceploitation it was Taiwan’s Ho Chung-Tao that had the monopoly. Going under the guise of Bruce Li, between 1974 to 1978 his physical similarities to Lee saw his cast a whopping 5 times in various biopics spanning the Little Dragon’s life. Even Danny Lee, who’d become Hong Kong’s go-to guy to play a cop in the 80’s and 90’s, had a crack at playing Lee in 1976’s Bruce Lee and I (or as I prefer to call it by its alias – Sex Life of Bruce Lee).

During the 70’s, another of the Bruce Lee clones – Bruce Le (real name Huang Kin-Lung) – didn’t get a look in when it came to actually playing the Little Dragon. At best, you could expect to witness him traipsing around Manila trying to find Bruce Lee’s secret deadly finger kung fu manual. At worst, well, you were spoilt for choice. However in 1979 Le decided to take the reins, and helmed his directorial debut, Bruce the Superhero. Sure, he was still stuck in Manila, but it proved Le to be more ambitious than some of the brain numbing tripe he’d been starring in. It was with his sophomore production as a director that Le would finally cast himself as Bruce Lee for the first (and last) time, in what would become Bruce – The King of Kung Fu.

Although it was made only a year after Bruce the Superhero, 1980 was the year that Le finally got out of the Philippines and South Korea where he’d filmed many of the titles he headlined in the 70’s, and found himself back in Hong Kong, where he’d started as a bit player for the Shaw Brothers. Bruce – The King of Kung Fu focuses on Bruce Lee’s late teens attending college and learning kung fu in Hong Kong, and ends with the decision to send him back to the U.S. to complete his studies. Well, actually it ends with a freeze frame of Le performing a slightly gangly legged flying kick in the middle of a field, à la the famous freeze frame that closes out Fist of Fury. But let’s just assume that he goes to the U.S. shortly afterwards, and Le knew his audience were smart enough to not need to see him actually board a plane.

I mention the final freeze frame of the flying kick, because kicks and fists are really what Bruce – The King of Kung Fu are all about. Sure, on paper it may read like a genuine biopic, focusing in on a specific period of Lee’s life, but onscreen it quickly becomes clear the plot (or indeed, any semblance to the events in Lee’s actual life) are not the key priority here. When I say quickly, the opening credits are set over Le performing a drunken snake fist routine, complete with a bottle of Chinese wine in hand. It’s fair to say that while the framework of the plot may use Bruce Lee, the content is very much based on the trends of the time. Only 2 years earlier Jackie Chan starred in Drunken Master which became a megahit, cementing comedic kung fu as the new box office gold.

Here Le feels like he’s also looking to put his own stamp on the genre, but knows that to have a chance to do so he needs to use the Bruce Lee connection, so simply uses the guise of Lee’s tumultuous late teens to make his own Seasonal Films influenced kung fu flick. This makes Bruce – The King of Kung Fu both an entertaining and frequently hilarious (albeit unintentionally) experience to watch, often awkwardly mixing the more light-hearted elements of a kung fu comedy, with the over-the-top ferocity of the Bruceploitation genre. What’s definitely enjoyable though, is to see Le’s action direction turn away from imitating the Bruce Lee aesthetic of short, brief busts of action, to more intricate and lengthy exchanges that show off all the performer’s skill. Indeed Le allows himself to have his ass handed to him in more than one of the fights, which gives him the motivation to start visiting various kung fu masters and learn their ways.

One such master is clearly modelled after Ip Man, as Fung Ging-Man portrays a Wing Chun teacher who Le visits, and ultimately ends up learning from. Watching the 30-year old Le visit Ging-Man as a teenage Bruce Lee with his nearly coiffed hair and tidy college attire looks every bit as wrong as it sounds, however it only adds to Bruce – The King of Kung Fu’s slightly surreal charm. Jeet Kune Do may not get a single mention, but Le does go on to meet a blind cookie seller who happens to be an “expert at blindfold fighting” (surprisingly), and another kung fu master who practices snake fist, all of whom he endeavors to learn their respective styles from. All of this is hung on a very loose narrative that basically involves Lee constantly getting into trouble with the local youths and other kung fu school students.

This is demonstrated from the get go, when in the opening scene Le leaves his house to go to college, and is immediately set upon by a gang lying in wait to ambush him. Before you can let out a high-pitched battle cry Le has already lost his shirt, and is knocking seven shades out of his attackers. Having floored the lot of them, he’s barely taken a couple of steps before a 2nd different group of riled up attackers run into frame to demand a fight, and we rinse and repeat. This is kung fu genre visual storytelling at his best, I mean why use exposition to explain that several groups are unhappy with Le, when you can use a scene of them trying to attack him one group at a time? Le never really gets to put his shirt on again, and proceeds to spend the duration either walking around Hong Kong bare chested, or wearing it unbuttoned. Who knows, maybe Le was making a sly poke that he doesn’t think Bruce Lee was capable of buttoning up his own shirt?

Le is joined by a pair of comedic acquaintances in the form of Hon Kwok-Choi (The Gold Connection) and Shaw Brothers regular Chan Kwok-Kuen (Opium and the Kung Fu Master). Thankfully any detours into grating comedy, all of which are fleeting, are handled by the pair, who do an amicable job of bouncing off Le’s attempts to look like a fresh-faced teenager. The closest Le gets to anything gratuitous is when he visits the window of his favorite prostitute, who obliges by unbuttoning her top and allowing Le to fondle her breasts through the window grate. However even this slice of nudity is interrupted by the arrival of yet another gang who want to give Le a beating (and apparently knew just where to find him – another subtle poke at the Little Dragon?), and quickly segues into an alley way fight scene. When you’re Bruce Lee, there’s no time for breasts, whether they be through a window or otherwise.

To Le’s credit, he’s enlisted some top tier fighting talent to populate the cast of Bruce – The King of Kung Fu. Fung Hak-On turns up as a thug who Le goes up against twice, once empty handed, then again pitting Le armed with a pair of Wing Chun knives versus a pole wielding Hak-On. Some performers are so high level that they couldn’t look bad on screen even if they tried, and Hak-On is definitely one of them, making it a pleasure to watch him pit his moves against a skillset such as Le’s.

A couple of Enter the Dragon luminaries are also in the mix, with Bolo turning up for a cameo solely for the purpose of having a fight against Le (although let’s be honest, Bolo turned up in almost every Brucepolitation flick!), and Sek Kin clocks in for what most resembles the villain of the piece. Kin’s role in Enter the Dragon was an epic disservice to his skills, so suffice to say his fight here blows the lame hall of mirrors finale out of the water. Kong Do, another familiar face from the Bruceploitation genre turns up as part of Le’s cannon fodder, and his scene seems to indicate that Le forgot at least once that he was supposed to be filming a Bruce Lee biopic, as their fight ends with Le crushing his throat and leaving him dead on the floor! I guess old habits die hard. While such anomalies would be enough to make the casual film fans brain melt, for the discerning kung fu fan Bruce – King of Kung Fu has plenty to offer.

Featuring training scenes surrounded by very real cobras (one of which ends up being force fed Chinese wine, but still, that’s getting off lightly compared to the snake in Eastern Condors), fights aplenty, above average choreography, and a kung fu teacher referring to Bruce Lee as “a very dangerous little man”, you can tell that Le didn’t set out to do anything half-heartedly. As a director he’d really hit his rhythm with the likes of Bruce Strikes Back and Ninja Over the Great Wall, but as his one crack at playing Bruce Lee, Bruce – The King of Kung Fu is an entertaining way to spend 90 minutes.

Paul Bramhall’s Rating: 7/10