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...Presidents S.L. Thomas Yu '00 and Tony Yung '00 emceed the cultural show, which began with a Tai Chi sword dance performed by the Asian American Dance Troupe...
...kills a lot of people in improbable ways. Twist? Chucky's ex-girlfriend is turned into an equally evil and equally plastic doll. The brilliance of this premise will not be appreciated during our lifetime. With just a sprinkling of self-consciousness and heaps of bad taste, director Yu has made a B-movie that can easily stand next to such giants as Faster Pussycat! Kill! Kill!, and Plan 9 From Outer Space. I, for one, saw Chucky the way it was meant to be seen: in an empty theater on a Monday night, with some friends, and a bunch...
Each tale is one of heartbreak. Yu Li says she cried for nearly a year after she was brought over to find a better life. She paid gangsters to get out of China three years ago to join her husband, who had illegally entered the U.S. in 1991. She paid the snakeheads money her husband had borrowed and sent over. Almost immediately after reaching New York, she began working 17-hr. days, seven days a week, at a local garment factory. But because she was new and the factory paid piece rate, she made only $1 an hour. "Sometimes...
Unlike most horror movies these days, Chucky has a smart, talented director in Hong Kong's Ronny Yu, who also directed the excellent Cantonese-language Bride With White Hair. Chucky's Hong Kong action-movie heritage is evident in the extreme violence and good, lame humor present. Everything bursts into flames and blows up: a police car, a RV, a waterbed (no joke) and much more. A person hit by a Mack truck is completely atomized. John Ritter (as the police chief out to separate our teen lovers) is murdered horribly--twice! A goth who wears Speedos (played by another...
...soundtrack, filled as it is with the dreadful musical stylings of Insane Clown Posse and Rob Zombie. With just a sprinkling of self-consciousness and heaps of bad taste (the bad taste in this movie easily surpasses that found in John Waters's recent, limp Pecker), director Yu has made a B-movie that can easily stand next to such giants as Faster Pussycat! Kill! Kill!, Plan 9 From Outer Space and Troma classics like Surf Nazis Must Die and Class of Nuke'em High. The concept is not just perfectly ridiculous--that didn't save the dull, dull, dull...