Excerpt: The best thing The Man with the Iron Fists has going for it is enthusiasm. It's clear that writer/director/composer/star RZA is in love with the kung fu genre, and his passion is evident in every frame of his directorial debut. He seems to take a great deal of inspiration from Quentin Tarantino's Kill Bill , aiming to offer a genre-hopping flick that celebrates kung fu movies while also transcending most of them.
Excerpt: The Film RZA is known as Robert Fitzgerald Diggs to some and the leader of the Wu-Tang Clan to most. However, over the past 10 years or so, the hip-hop mogul has been building up quite a Hollywood resume. After a few hilarious turns on Comedy Central's Chappelle's Show , he popped up in high-profile theatrical gigs such as Coffee and Cigarettes , American Gangster , Funny People , Due Date and Repo Men .
Conclusion: Making his big-screen debut as writer and director, RZA displays his complete love and adoration of Chinese martial-arts cinema with 'The Man with the Iron Fists.' Essentially a wet-dream of the wuxia genre, your level of enjoyment pretty much amounts to your familiarity with those classic kung fu movies, which is both the movie's strength and weakness, but ultimately not half bad for a first go-around.
Excerpt: Okay, so The Man with the Iron Fists is a chop-socky flick starring, directed by, and co-written by the RZA, plus Eli Roth produced and fielded some of the writing chores, and the whole thing's brought to [click on the thumbnail to enlarge] you courtesy of Quentin Tarantino. At least on paper...? This is the movie that 14-year-old-me daydreamed about while devouring movies like Mad Monkey Kung Fu and Death Mask of the Ninja on an endless VHS loop.
Summary: The Man with the Iron Fists isn't a love letter to grindhouse kung fu cinema. It's a letter to Santa. Insert random hip hop expletives as you see fit: Dear Santa, this is The RZA and I've been a very, very good boy this year. All I want for Christmas is my first-ever movie! I want to write it, direct it, star in it and handle the soundtrack, and I want to fight a metal man. Oh! And I want Quentin Tarantino to present it and put his name on the poster.
Excerpt: Walking into the theater to see RZA’s The Man With The Iron Fists the last adjective I expected to have on my mind walking out was “boring,” but that’s really what the film delivers. While the director wears his love of the kung-fu genre on his sleeve, the whole thing suffers from poor structure and character development, a lack of consistent tone, and an inability to commit to its own period.
Excerpt: The unions of hip-hop and film have often been shotgun marriages dictated more by commerce and convenience than any overarching artistic chemistry. But not in RZA ’s case. From the first track of Wu-Tang Clan ’s seminal 1993 album debut, the frontman/producer/mastermind has had his mind on the big screen. He’s learned the film trade in steps, first as a composer for cult films like Kill Bill: Vol.