Michael Hui Capsule Reviews
Games Gamblers Play — January 7, 2014
Less episodic than some of the Huis’ later films, it follows a mostly conventional plot structure about gamblers trying to make it big. Neat twist with Sam being terrible while Michael is actually pretty good.
The Private Eyes — December 5, 2013
Pretty fun, but doesn’t have the classical silent movie-style gag construction that I so loved in The Contract. The ending just kind of fizzles rather than escalating. Early in the film there’s a chase/fight sequence that is pretty much perfect, and what Sam does to Michael’s car is awesome. With Richard Ng as a cop/straight man, which just feels wrong after seeing him so often as the comic weirdo in Sammo Hung’s films.
Security Unlimited — December 13, 2013
“A clever man’s words often make the stupid roar with laughter.”
Teppanyaki — March 14, 2017
Got me a movie
Ha ha ha ho
Slicing off eyebrows
Ha ha ha ho
Girlie so groovie
Ha ha ha ho
Don’t know about you
But I am un chef teppanyaki
I am un chef teppanyaki
I am un chef teppanyaki
I am un chef teppanyaki
Michael Hui plays a teppanyaki chef who desperately wants to cheat on on his wife with Sally Yeh. He plays tennis with a frying pan, he breakdances in a full leg cast, he recreates chase scenes from Raiders of the Lost Ark in the Philippines, he hangs from neon signs like Harold Lloyd, he sings “Only You” with a couple of black guys after having his face and hair fried by a hot dog machine.
This is a very silly movie.
Chicken and Duck Talk — March 18, 2017
Michael Hui owns a slovenly BBQ duck restaurant that’s threatened by the ultra-modern fried chicken joint moving in across the street. Highlights include Michael and Ricky Hui fighting while dressed as giant fowl, Sylvia Chang brightening an otherwise throwaway role as Michael’s wife, Sam Hui’s cameo as himself, and the lovely pinks and greens of Derek Wan’s cinematography (this may just be the transfer, but this is the prettiest Hui movie I’ve seen).
Clifton Ko directed and co-wrote the screenplay (with Hui), and it’s much more conventional than Hui’s directorial efforts, like it’s trying to be a real movie with some kind of a moral message instead of a thin excuse for slapstick genius. Which I guess makes it Hui’s A Night at the Opera. It’s still very fun, but not the anarchic masterpiece that was The Contract (his Duck Soup).
