Mockumentary about the attempt by a film studio to finish Bruce Lee's Game of Death after Lee died leaving on 12 minutes of footage behind.
Forget the real history of the Game of Death project, this film re-imagines it as having been produced by a Mickey Mouse studio who are desperate to cash in on the Bruce Lee craze. That actors would be dumb enough to think that acting as Lee's stand in would gain them fame is stretch. Worse is the bunch of losers they've assembled as candidates. An Indian doctor with an afro, a white guy, some one a foot taller than Lee and on and on, in to cliché of wrongness. The director of the new Lee film is the milquetoast son of the studio head's son. His assistant is a woman who makes her casting choices based on whether she wants to sleep with the actor. We have one actor's girlfriend who can't handle the pressure of being his girlfriend and his manager. The scenes of other films are mostly juvenile been there and done that sort. There is a good eye blink scene with Ron Jeremy and lots of topless women on a porno shoot, which strangely are the only real performances of the film. It might have worked for a five minute sketch but not for 90 minutes.
I have no idea how this movie got made. I'm even more amazed that its gotten a theatrical release, and flabbergasted that IFC has picked it up. Frankly its the worst film I've seen from their releasing arm.
While Time Out New York said that there are no laughs in the film I do have to say there are some, maybe five minutes of screen time, worth of jokes, including the Ron Jeremy stuff. Other than that this is just a an embarrassingly bad (and not really fun) movie that takes on a road accident quality that hypnotizes you for a few seconds before you speed off to something else since the carnage is too great.
Easily one of the worst films of the year.