#Taoism Drunkard

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Taoism Drunkard (1984) ORIGINAL TRAILER

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Eureka Entertainment Brings "Two Taoist Tales" to Blu-ray for the First Time https://youtu.be/Dez0t9XBIx8?feature=shared Martial arts fans, rejoice! Eureka Entertainment is set to release "Two Taoist Tales" on Blu-ray for the first time ever. This double feature, including "Taoism Drunkard" and "The Young Taoism Fighter," will hit shelves on September 24th, showcasing the celebrated Yuen Clan's mad martial arts mayhem in stunning high definition. What to expect from Two Taoist Tales: Brand new 2K restorations of both films Limited edition O-card slipcase (first 2000 copies) Original Cantonese audio and optional English dub New audio commentaries by East Asian film experts Exclusive interviews with director Yuen Cheung-yan These cult classics blend horror, fantasy, comedy, and martial arts, offering a unique glimpse into 1980s Hong Kong cinema. With jaw-dropping fight sequences and fantastical imagery, "Two Taoist Tales" is a must-have for any martial arts film enthusiast. Pre-order your copy now to secure the limited edition collector's booklet, featuring new writings on Taoist-themed martial arts films.

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TWO TAOIST TALES (Eureka Classics) Special Edition Coming to Blu-ray 23rd September

Eureka Entertainment to release TWO TAOIST TALES (TAOISM DRUNKARD and THE YOUNG TAOISM FIGHTER), a couple of crazy kung-fu extravaganzas from the first family of Hong Kong martial arts, the Yuen Clan. Presented in their worldwide debuts on Blu-ray from a brand new 2K restorations. Available, from 23 September 2024 in the UK and from 24 September in North America, as part of the Eureka Classics…

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Drunken Wu Tang

Howdy all you Supercultists out there on the interwebz! I’m Bad Movie Professor Cameron Coker (BS in “Purposeful Mayhem” with a minor in “Watermelon Monsters”) and I’ll be posting my hype-tacular speeches every week along with some long lost speeches from past Supercult Shows!

This week Supercult just stares in bafflement at the thing that is Drunken Wu Tang!

Here as Supercult we spend a lot of time watching bad movies, but an equal amount of time debating what constitutes “Bad”. The phrase “So Bad It’s Good” gets bandied around a lot as a distinguishing feature of the films we prefer, but we have also never been shy about watching movies simply because they fit a theme. We will, for example, watch anything that involves certain actors or directors such as Arnold Schwarzenegger, Michael Bay, John Woo, or Jean Claude Van Damme, and we tend to gravitate towards 1980s action and sci-fi flicks. We will sometimes dip our toes into foreign films or other genres like comedy or horror, but usually we do so because the films in question have awful in their DNA (often in the dubbing, the horrible jokes, or a horrible premise) rather than have awful thrust upon them through circumstance, execution, or acts of bad movie fate. Every now and then though we find a film that defies our formulas and demands our attention. A movie that is simultaneously bad and good, simultaneously poorly made and expertly executed, doomed to the bargain bin but destined for cult movie fame. Taoism Drunkard, aka Shaolin Drunkard, aka Drunken Wu-Tang literally blew my tiny, fragile mind, people. I have no words to explain the insanity that we saw and the emotions it filled me with, and yet I’m going to continue saying words until I am satisfied that you are satisfactorily hyped for this film.

“I’ll swalla yer soul I’ll swalla yer soul!” -The Watermelon Monster

More movies should have crazy anime movie posters.

This VHS box knows who the real star of the show is.

My secret weapon is a ball that has balls!

My Favorite Martian, Kung Fu female edition.

My name is Rat Face! Can you guess why?

This is a Kung Fu Movie but it’s mostly about trust falls.

The Bad movie report gives a good explanation of this phenomenon:

The Bad Movie, as I have stated before in my Philosophy rant, represents the best-laid dreams and plans of someone gone terribly, terribly wrong – these are your Robot Monsters, your Plan 9’s, your Astro-Zombies. But there are other kinds, those that exude a delicious, creamy cheese filling by their own design, yet are very well-made (From Dusk ‘Till Dawn, Evil Dead II), and those that go beyond bad and should have been used as mulch (I Drink Your Blood, something called Forever Evil). Then there is another sort, the kind that dumbfounds you and leaves you constantly saying, “What the f*@k just happened?” These are the movies that drop you down the rabbit hole, “ass over teakettle”, as Harlan Ellison likes to say, and deposit you in the middle of strange, unexplored turf. Eraserhead is such a movie. Drunken Wu Tang is another.

Another site, BadMovies.org, does an adequate job of explaining the plot:

Rat Face is tasked with finding a virgin male born on the 15th of August to perform a temple ritual. Cha Le (a virgin born on the 15th of August) is learning the art of being a martial arts using witch from his manly grandmother. He must retrieve the “secret document” from a hidden room, reaching it involves many dangers, and The Watermelon Monster guards the script. Princess and her cult often collect money from people, they can be very violent about not contributing. Old Devil wants the “secret document” to gain more power or something. The situation comes to a head at the temple ceremony where Rat Face and Cha Le must battle Old Devil.

None of these proper nouns are pseudonyms or jokey nicknames. Rat Face drives a tiny Flintstone car in the shape of a rat head. The Watermelon Monster is a gnashing black sphere the size of a yoga ball with derpy stub legs and grappling wires for ears. Old Devil apparently doesn’t have hand prints because his hands have been burned and flayed by a heated metal slide. Other characters named Porcupine Back, Granny, Princess, Shining Knight, and Fat Chick. You might be surprised which of those names is a descriptor and which is some sort of horrible joke by the English translators.

There’s wire work out the wazoo, sped up footage just for the fun of it, dummy bodies being flung every which way, skillfully executed fight scenes, specialized Kungfu weapons that boggle the mind, and giant props that would make the movie Torque blush red in shame. There’s even a section that resembles a live action reinterpretation of a Roadrunner and Coyote sketch. The only thing this film doesn’t have is rhyme or reason.

This film is nothing short of essential to any and all bad movie connoisseurs, but not just because it’s mind-meltingly bizarre. It’s also directed by Cheung-Yan Yuen, who plays Rat Face in the film, and who’s credits include the martial arts and stunts in Charlie’s Angels, Daredevil, Jet Li’s Tai-Chi Master, and Iron Monkey. What does that mean, other than I do my homework? It means that the director knows what he’s doing when it comes to action and that all of this well executed mayhem is almost certainly purposeful!

Maybe this film isn’t so bad after all…but that hasn’t stopped us yet, and it won’t stop us now!

The Supercult Show is proud to present: Drunken Wu-Tang!

Drunken Wu Tang Drunken Wu Tang Howdy all you Supercultists out there on the interwebz! I’m Bad Movie Professor Cameron Coker (BS in “Purposeful Mayhem” with a minor in “Watermelon Monsters”) and I’ll be posting my hype-tacular speeches every week along with some long lost speeches from past Supercult Shows!

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"On the other hand, we have people that are so loose and eclectic that it is, to be frank, silly. This is the Wiccan who tells you Kali is her Goddess and Jesus is her God—meanwhile she knows almost nothing about either one. This is the person who announces that they practice Phurbabut what they mean is that they use it as an Athame to cast circles and have never studied with a teacher or even read anything about Tibetan Buddhism. This is the ceremonialist replacing the Archangels with the Orishas in the LBRP because he read a book and wants to play Lukumi Priest. This is Aleister Crowley when he tried to tackle Taoism, which he clearly knew nothing about. And yes, this has been me too, stumbling around drawing a veve of Legba in the snow.... The fact that it seemed to work does not make it authentic Vodou; it merely points out that the Gods sometimes favor drunkards and fools."

—Jason Miller: The Elements of Spellcrafting

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Pass the happy!🌻🌈When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications. ❤

Oo, five happy things -

1) Crazy kung-fu films. I recommend "Mr. Vampire, " "The Miracle Fighters, " Taoism Drunkard, " "Drunken Dragon, " and "The Battle Wizard"

2) Boardgames! We, uh, we own a few. :)

3) Gardening! I do a fair bit with what little yard we have, but someday we'll have a couple of acres and it'll be Katy-bar-the-door.

4) Fic! People write fabulous stuff and distribute it for free. What's not to love?

5) Henry Rollins. Just...Henry makes me happy. Meeting him made me ridiculously happy.

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It's been a while since I reblogged/uploaded that fight scene from Taoism Drunkard (1984), and even though nobody called me on it, Ive deleted it, sorry about that, I'll be more mindful in the future.

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...Have you ever seen something so utterly and completely bizarre that you have no idea how to even react to it?

From the 1983 film “Taoism Drunkard”. Mandarin Title: 鬼马天师

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Truth is one, but it can be approached in many ways. Truth is one, but it can be expressed in many ways. Two ways are very essential; all the ways can be divided into two categories. It will be good to understand that basic polarity. Either you approach truth through the mind or you approach truth through the heart. So there are two types of religions in the world—both true, both meaningful, but both opposite to each other—the religion of the mind and the religion of the heart. The religion of the mind believes that if you become thoughtless, if the mind is dropped, you attain to truth. The mind is the barrier; the no-mind will be the gate. Buddhism, Jainism, Taoism—these are the religions of the mind. They are religions of deep analysis, religions of deep awareness, religions of enlightenment. Then there are religions of the heart: Judaism, Christianity, Islam, Hinduism. They believe that the path goes through the heart, that the heart has to be dissolved into the Beloved, into the Divine. The first religions are the religions of meditation. The word ‘meditation’ is not exactly right but there is no other word to translate DHYANA into English, because the language has never known a religion of meditation so the word does not exist. All Western languages, in fact, have known only the religion of the heart so they have the perfect word for that path—prayer. But for dhyana they don’t have any word so meditation is the only word that can be used. In fact, dhyana means exactly the opposite; dhyana means just the contrary. The word ‘meditation’ comes from a Greek root MEDONAI which means to think about. The word ‘meditation’ means to think about, and dhyana, which we are translating as meditation, means how NOT to think about; how to be in a state of no thought; how to come to a point where you are but there is no thinking; a state of no-mind, pure awareness. But meditation is the only word so we will use it. Zen is the culmination of the Buddhist search. Zen is the uttermost flowering of the path of meditation. The word ‘zen’ comes from dhyana. Dhyana became CHEN in China, then chen became zen in Japan. Remember this: Zen originated in India with Gautam Buddha. When Gautam Buddha attained to his ultimate enlightenment, the state of no-mind, the world came to know the path of analysis, the path of right thinking, the path of right remembering, and the path of how to dissolve all thinking by becoming more and more aware of thoughts. Just by watching thoughts, slowly, slowly, they fade out—you become simply a watcher, you are not identified with your thinking, you stand aside and you go on watching, just as if you are standing by the side of the road and watching the traffic. The mind is like traffic, very circular, goes on moving in a circle, very repetitive, almost a mechanism. You go on doing the same thing again and again and again. Your whole life is nothing but a prolonged repetition, very circular. The mind is a mandala, a circle, and it moves. If you watch, by and by you become aware of the circle, of the vicious circle of the mind. Again and again it brings the same emotions: the same anger, the same hatred, the same greed, the same ego… And you go on. You are just a victim. Once you become aware of the mind and you start watching it, the bridge is broken, you are no more identified with the mind. Once you are not identified with the mind, the mind disappears because it needs your co-operation to be there. To understand Zen rightly, you have to understand the opposite also—the opposite becomes a contrast, a background. The path of prayer does not analyse; it does not try to be aware or alert. On the contrary, the path of prayer dissolves itself completely into the prayer. You should not witness, you should not be a watcher; you should be drunk like a drunkard and lost, completely lost. On the path of prayer, love is the goal. You should be loving; you should be so full of love that your ego dissolves into your love, melts into your love. On the path of prayer, God is a necessary hypothesis. I call it a hypothesis because it is a need on the path of prayer but it is not a need on the path of meditation. On the path of meditation no God is needed, hence the influence and the appeal of Zen in the West. God has become almost incomprehensible. The very word ‘God’ looks dirty. The moment you say God you put people off. Hence the appeal of Zen in the West. Christianity is dying because that hypothesis has been used too much, has been exploited too much. The other, just the opposite, is needed. On the path of prayer you are to be drunk; on the path of meditation you have to be alert. In both the ways the ego disappears. If you are fully alert there is no ego because in full awareness you become so transparent that you don’t create any shadow. If you are fully drunk, in deep love with God, again you disappear—because in love you cannot be. The ultimate is the same: the ego disappears. And when the ego is not there you come to know what truth is.

Osho (Dang Dang Doko Dang)

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Especial: Villanos de locura

Muchos cinéfilos sufrimos de una auténtica resaca de películas de terror tras la manida fiesta de Todos los Santos, o Halloween. Tal vez, la mejor forma de pasar esta sobredosis, es revisar algunos de los villanos, monstruos y criaturas de toda índole más increíbles, y no en el buen sentido. Vamos de cacería, señores, y vamos a capturar a los monstruos más irreverentes de la historia del cine. Preparad las pókeball, queridos lectores. ¡Comenzamos!

  Belial

Comenzamos con algo fuerte: una cesta de mimbre. Sí, vale tiene truco: dentro tiene a un hermano siamés monstruoso, verdadero protagonista de la trilogía de ¿terror? Basket Case, en la que los hermanos más desiguales del cine viven terribles aventuras. Pequeño spoiler: en la tercera parte, Belial es padre. No digo nada más.

No podéis negarlo: es el siamés asesino en una cesta más agradable que nunca habéis imaginado…

Gingerdead Man

Sí, amigos míos, existe. Su origen es una receta para el desastre: tras su ejecución, las cenizas de Millard Findlemeyer, un asesino en serie, son enviadas a su madre que, casualmente, es bruja, y las mezcla con masa de jengibre. El resto, es historia. El hombre de jengibre asesino es uno de los monstruos más emblemáticos para los adictos al cine cutre, y en sus entregas -nada menos que 3- asesina de formas realmente irreverentes a quien se le pone por delante. Cuenta con un crossover contra una pipa de agua poseída, el temible Evil Bong.

  Jocántaro

¡Cómo no mentar a Jocántaro! se trata de nuestro monstruo nacional favorito, mitad pulpo mitad centollo, cuya imprescindible aparición en Kárate a Muerte en Torremolinos sella a este film de serie Z como la pieza más legendaria del género de origen español, obra de Pedro Temboury. Es necesario ver, al menos, una vez en la vida esta maravilla, adorable y horrible al mismo tiempo. ¡Viva Jocántaro!

  Máquina de secar la ropa

En una de las ideas de olla más importantes en la vida del escritor Stephen King, se le ocurrió la infeliz idea de usar como villano para un relato corto una máquina de secar la ropa, poseída por una entidad demoníaca. Aún más extraña fue la idea de Tobe Hooper de adaptar al cine este pequeño relato en The Mangler. 

Hay que decir, en su defensa, que la maquinita da su mal rollo…

Jack Frost

Es interesante cómo el cine de terror trata de usar símbolos navideños, creando normalmente una fusión de comedia y ridículo maravillosa. En esta ocasión, un asesino y violador se verá convertido por culpa de unos productos químicos genéticos en un muñeco de nieve asesino. Las bromas son escandalosamente divertidas en esta saga, cargada de bastante mala leche. Y si no, atentos a esta escena:

Sandía asesina

Y cerramos esta cacería con un descubrimiento maravilloso, una auténtica joya encontrada tras mucho rebuscar en los cajones más horrendos. Con ustedes, uno de los villanos más peligrosos de Taoism Drunkard, delirante película de artes marciales china con un doblaje espantoso. Disfruten de la mejor idea de la historia del cine.

Terminamos la cacería por hoy, queridos lectores, pero nos queda una pregunta que haceros: ¿Qué monstruos habéis capturado vosotros? Tenéis algún villano realmente loco que debería aparecer, según vuestro parecer, en una posible segunda parte de este artículo? ¡Pues comentad! Podemos crear el más horrendo de los zoológicos, con vuestra ayuda.

  La entrada Especial: Villanos de locura aparece primero en 35 Milímetros.

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Taoism Drunkard

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Hello everyone! For years I’ve gone under several names online, namely KamekTV, Krazy Kopter, and most recently as Timebokanturnip.

Whether you knew me or not for these aliases, I feel like I need to share more of my favorite interests and hobbies and be a bit more open in general. And while I still may operate by some of these handles, this blog is a step towards expressing myself as a whole,

- I’ll try to stay clear of the political drama that’s fairly commonplace around Tumblr. I don’t mind expressing my opinion on subjects, but I didn’t make this to complain about everything I find wrong in the world.

- If you like something I don’t, I won’t hold it against you. If you dislike something I like, let’s not get hostile over it. I want to be fairly open-minded about other people and be respectful, even if interests greatly differ.

.- Apart from some things I need to bring up sooner than later, I won’t be getting too personal with this blog. Perhaps I’ll share an anecdote if it’s amusing, but anything I feel might be too much will either be discussed privately or not at all.

 Feel free to ask me about anything otherwise (except Time Bokan because I already have a whole blog for that), be it music, games, shows, animation, a few quirks, and whatever odd topics you can think of.

Welcome to my loony bin, and to any followers old and new, I hope your stay here is a pleasant one!

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Do you know the name of this movie where an older martial artist is fighting the severed arms and legs of another martial artist (the latter is still alive and has a Yin-Yang symbol on chest)?

Taoism Drunkard, I believe.

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