Film

Master of the Flying Guillotine

Name: Master of the Flying Guillotine
Genre: Fantasy, Action, Drama
Released: 1976
Cast: Jimmy Wang Yu, Doris Lung Chun-Erh, Sham Chin-Bo, Lung Fei, Wong Wing-Sang

Martial arts action

A one-armed martial artist hunted by a vengeful assassin enters a tournament where his past catches up with him. This is raw, inventive 70s kung fu—gloriously weird, violently earnest, with genuine ingenuity in its fight choreography. For anyone who wants action cinema that swings for the fences instead of playing it safe.

TMDb rating

3.4

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you love Shaw Brothers-era kung fu where the choreography carries the story, the weapons are inventive, and a lean revenge plot gets out of the way of a fight.

Skip it if you need characters to talk through their feelings, since the dialogue is sparse and much of the emotional weight rides on bodies in motion rather than explanation.

What it asks of you: It runs a brisk ninety-three minutes and moves quickly from one set piece to the next, so it asks you to stay alert for physical detail rather than settle into slow reflection.

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