A long, long time ago I read an album review in Trouser Press or
something like that which said, “listening to this album is like
riding a shovel into a giant mound of whipped cream”. What always
struck me about this is its ambiguity, and I still think about this
review whenever I review an album or movie for a friend.

However, this is irrelevant to a review of Kung Fu Hustle, which
needs no ambiguity. This is a quirky and interesting movie, and I
enjoyed every second of it. One oddity is the similarity, to my mind,
between the Beast and the disturbingly happy killer in Sin City; when
leaving the theater I overhead someone else make a connection to Sin
City, but other than this detail I didn’t really see it. For one
thing, KFH is fun to watch.

Strangely, I saw this movie (with a complete unintelligible blurb
on the back) on the shelf in Video Station last night. Perhaps we’re
just seeing a much-delayed US theatrical release?