A better “The Man with the Iron Fists” review

The Man with the Iron FistsIt was my intention to sit down and write a review of “The Man with the Iron Fists” this week. I just watched it a couple nights ago, and had a lot to say about it. Well, enough to fill a few paragraphs here. I was going to cry foul my disappointment at what RZA had led me to believe was going to be some grade-A, genera respecting, childhood VHS watching retrospecting, B-grade brilliance.

It wasn’t.

However, before I could clack any of that out here I ran across this fantastic review at the relatively new blog, Sinopathic. The in-depth dissection of the film disserts what I would surely have attempted to sum.

So, rather than fail in the attempt, and waste either of our time dear reader, just go read “The Man With the Iron Fists”: A Risky Hands-On Exercise in Masturbatory Excess.