One of the few old–school martial arts movies to put Michelle Yeoh front and centre, this silly comedy succeeds almost entirely on her enormous charisma and screen fighting skill. It's more than enough.
I hate to bag on a fellow reviewer but putting Girlfight in the same category as Million Dollar Baby is like saying The Devil Wears Prada is like The Diving Bell and the Butterfly.
This retread goes for mindless button–pushing over innovation or entertainment and finishes with a frustrating non–ending which hints at a sequel that isn't getting made. Some amusing bits and a nice cast but mostly a waste of time
Acceptable homage to early '80s Italian horror that manages to fall into that deadly zone where the plot isn't nonsensical enough to be Weird but isn't coherent enough to be interesting. Great cast,
People who dismiss this as "lightweight" or "pleasant enough" should read The Male Glance by Lili Loofbourow, which contrasts the reception this got with the overrating of True Detective.
I'd like to go back in time and kick the arse of every critic who slammed this and every audience member who stayed away, so that we were robbed of more movies directed by Charles Laughton.