Latino Review is reporting a scoop that Warner Independent Pictures is doing a “noir-style remake” of the Bruce Lee-classic Enter the Dragon, starring Korean pop star Rain (see also: Speed Racer, Ninja Assassin).
“The Shield” exec producer Kurt Sutter said he’s writing “Awaken the Dragon” as a contemporized drama about a lone FBI agent who pursues a rogue Shaolin monk into the bloody world of underground martial arts fight clubs.
Aw, crap. Cam Gigandet’s going to be in this, isn’t he.
“I’m a huge noir fan, and this plot lends itself to the film I want to make,” Sutter said. “I wanted to set it in these underground fight clubs where the action is really raw and expose the brutality of Shaolin Kung fu. This will be more ‘Raging Bull’ than ‘Crouching Tiger’ in its viciousness.”
Huh. The raw brutality of kung fu, eh? I thought the whole kung fu mystique (at least, the mystique of actual kung fu, not the crazy wire-fighting stuff) had been broken when they started having actual martial arts fights, and the kung fu guys won approximately… never. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be wanking dismissively using only my chi.
Also, I feel I’d be remiss if I didn’t include this picture of Rain. It’s a Raingel!



Enter the Faggon
Are you gonna see this?
Noir you?
Korean pop stars put a new slant on music.
Rain, Rain, go away
Come again some other day.
A half hour after hearing a Korean pop song, you want to hear another.
I understand Michael Vick will be playing the part of the hot dog vendor.
I’ve entered the drag-queen.
The first rule of Korean fight club is QUACHUN FIANG HEEYAAAA!!!!
The Green Hornet and Gayto
Korean pop songs got no seoul.
Rain can perfectly execute the “1 inch donkey-punch”.
And I wonder, still I wonder who’ll stop the Rain?
The first rule of Korean fight club is NO BRACKS!!
He’ll be Purple Rain after he gets bruised up.
“Awaken the dragon” is what my dad used to say when he wanted us to get my mom out of bed after a long night of drinking.
“His name is Lobelt Paurson. His name is Lobelt Paurson”
a lone FBI agent who pursues a rogue Shaolin monk into the bloody world of underground martial arts fight clubs.
He used to have a partner, but they found him dead in a hotel room of an apparent fetish-related accident.
Was he all Thai’d up?
In his world “Raining cats & dogs” is to prepare them using his own special recipes.
Rain’s children will never be allowed to play with fake guns.
Maybe he’ll die during filming too!
He should go into slapstick and patent his own move. He can call it a Rainfall.
Bruce Leroy makes it rain.
Rain will bring the pain.
I hear this guy once jerked off onto an itsy-bitsy spider.
Bullll shit Mr Rain, man.