Excerpt: "Golden Leg" Fung is a washed up soccer star. 20 years ago his leg was broken during a match thanks to treachery by the evil player Hung. Now that he's hit rock bottom, he's just about given up his dream of coaching a team. It is then that he meets Sing. Sing is a poor yet spirited vagrant who was once a Shaolin Kung Fu master. He's desperate to find a way to bring the Shaolin philosophy to the masses.
Excerpt: Most people believe that shaolin kung-fu skills have few applications in mundane, everyday life. But if the pleasingly crazy Hong Kong comedy Shaolin Soccer is to be believed, they're wrong: Early on, director and star Stephen Chow illustrates how shaolin might have helped a struggling hedge-trimmer, a woman tripping on a banana peel, and even a driver trying to squeeze a car into a tight space.
Excerpt: Shaolin Soccer makes me giddy. More then any film I've seen in the past three years it fills me with unrelenting joy about film, life and love. So of course I'm going to tell you to avoid it like the plague. Allow me to clarify. Harvey Weinstein thinks you’re an idiot. Really that's the only explanation. So as a result he allows Miramax to butcher any film that come into his hands. Shaolin Soccer has had thirty minutes trimmed from the film. Because you’re stupid.