Hokey over-sized Zen kangaroos using Buddhist philosophy and preposterous martial arts in cumbersome Halloween costumes (Who spray-painted the Barney outfit?) to defeat some demented creep in eye-liner while yakking interminably about virtue and Taoist theology.
Short on warriors, shorter on virtue, the potty-mouth dialogue is anything but virtuous, especially in the scripted lines written for 12-year-olds. (Make that "by 12-year-olds".) This turkey ranks with "The Neverending Story"...minus the "story". I'll bet the studios are still looking for the guy that took them on this one.
On your deathbed, you'll wish you had this 103 minutes back. If you haven't yet wasted your time on this bomb, repent of the notion while there's hope. Ralph Macchio should be thankful he was too old to be caught in the kid's role. Who writes this stuff???
Short on warriors, shorter on virtue, the potty-mouth dialogue is anything but virtuous, especially in the scripted lines written for 12-year-olds. (Make that "by 12-year-olds".) This turkey ranks with "The Neverending Story"...minus the "story". I'll bet the studios are still looking for the guy that took them on this one.
On your deathbed, you'll wish you had this 103 minutes back. If you haven't yet wasted your time on this bomb, repent of the notion while there's hope. Ralph Macchio should be thankful he was too old to be caught in the kid's role. Who writes this stuff???
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