Three gorgeous women - a Japanese princess, a professional wrestler and an assassin/thief - travel to an island to compete in the world's greatest martial arts tournament in "DOA," a dumb-dumb karate-chopping extravaganza (derived from the video game "Dead or Alive") that has all the wit, credibility and intellectual heft of a lesser episode of "Charlie's Angels" (or the equally lame movies derived there from).
The women are portrayed by Jaime Pressly, Devon Aoki and Holly Valance, three no-talent actresses who do at least manage to kick up a storm in the movie's nonstop fight scenes - though, of course, in the post-"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" style of the day, all the martial arts moves pay little or no heed to even the most rudimentary laws of gravity and physics. It's all very stylized, self-knowing and tongue-in-cheek in style and tone, but none of it is in any way humorous or exciting.
The saddest sight is watching the once-promising Eric Roberts wallowing in the role of the contest's evil, power-hungry organizer. Ah, how the mighty have fallen.
The women are portrayed by Jaime Pressly, Devon Aoki and Holly Valance, three no-talent actresses who do at least manage to kick up a storm in the movie's nonstop fight scenes - though, of course, in the post-"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" style of the day, all the martial arts moves pay little or no heed to even the most rudimentary laws of gravity and physics. It's all very stylized, self-knowing and tongue-in-cheek in style and tone, but none of it is in any way humorous or exciting.
The saddest sight is watching the once-promising Eric Roberts wallowing in the role of the contest's evil, power-hungry organizer. Ah, how the mighty have fallen.