Flash Point, the third collaboration between Donnie Yen and director Wilson Yip. Like most Donnie Yen action movies, the cops-and-robbers stuff is merely filler material until the Third Act, when Yen is allowed to do what he does best, and what Donnie Yen does best is whoop ass like the Terminator on speed. Flash Point is straighforward action cinema, going back to its roots in the 80s. If you are looking for a plot or well drawn characters, then you really should skip this one.
Detective Sergeant of Serious Crimes Unit, Jun (played by Yen) detests crime and his lifelong nemeses are a Vietnamese gang of three brothers. In order to further infiltrate the gang and fight them from within, Jun has planted a mole, Wilson (Louis Koo), who has managed to gain the complete trust of the gang. Ma gets vein-busting upset thanks to his new predicament: partner Wilson (Louis Koo) is on undercover assignment, and the bad guys he’s assigned to are a particularly surly lot who probably would have no hesitation about offing Wilson if they knew he was a mole. However, Wilson’s dual role is exposed and resulting battles leave him handicapped for life. Jun is pissed, and beatdowns commence.
Not surprisingly, this film has a simple story, littered with stock characters and situations that lack creativity and sometimes credibility. Yip, who has been pumping out a variety of genre pictures in Hong Kong since the mid-’90s, creates another successful notch on his belt with a film Hong Kong enthusiasts can get behind. My main gripe with this movie was I didn’t know why Flash Point was only 80 some-odd minutes long. This is a film that demands to be told in something approaching two hours.
Flash Point only seems to aim at pleasing action fans, with intense action sequence begins with a standoff using automatic weapons that help to rid the cast of unwanted extras and splatters the camera lens with blood. But when the bullets run out, Yen and Chou lock into a bone-crunching and devastating hand-to-hand brawl that features some of these martial artists’ most brutal fight choreography caught on film. How can I not recommend this? Hong Kong films have been sprouting up a lot in my reviews, and I can’t ignore their awesomeness any longer.