Instant movie review:
Shaolin Soccer. On the way to meet the others for the movie, I was waiting to cross Lonsdale Street when a bloke behind me spoke into his phone. "Yeah I’m almost at Village. I’m just walking down Little Bourke now." I felt like shouting LIAR! into his phone. I mean really. I hate people who claim to be where they’re not.
Anyway, before it started we were all ratherMIFFed when they announced it was the dubbed version. But it was still bloody hilarious – like Jackie Chan meets Crouching Tiger meets The Matrix meets the World Cup. Highly recommended.