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.
Conclusion: The Man with the Iron Fists is too slick to be a neo-grindhouse kung fu classic, too convoluted to make a whole lot of sense and too undisciplined and unwieldy to be an able-bodied genre pic. There's fun to be had, sure, but it's almost always overshadowed by awful dialogue, scattershot storytelling and indulgent (albeit infectiously enthusiastic) genre throw-backing.
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