Fighter games have always posed an obnoxious little problem for Hollywood. While action games, adventure games, horror games, RPGs and narrative-driven games feature some semblance of storytelling to be excavated, expanded or improved by a screenwriter with a functioning frontal lobe, fighter games are fundamentally about selecting a colourful meathead and beating another colourful meathead into submission. Mortal Kombat<\/i><\/a> has repeatedly attempted to alchemise the knuckle-dragging simplicity of this concept into cinema, with results ranging from tolerable to terminally embarrassing, while Tekken<\/i> has also thrown its hat into the ring without leaving the competition quaking in its boots. Now, following the 1994 Street Fighter<\/i><\/a> starring Jean-Claude Van Damme and the late, great Raul Julia, Capcom\u2019s pugilistic freak show returns for another crack at the big screen. Round 2. Fight!<\/p>\n Director:<\/b> Kitao Sakurai<\/p>\n Cast:<\/b> Noah Centineo, Andrew Koji, Callina Liang, Andrew Schulz, David Dastmalchian, Vidyut Jammwal, Cody Rhodes, Joe \u201cRoman Reigns\u201d Anoa\u2019i, Eric Andr\u00e9, Orville Peck, Don Lee, Curtis \u201c50 Cent\u201d Jackson, Jason Momoa<\/p>\n Runtime:<\/b> 120 minutes<\/p>\n Storyline:<\/b> Estranged street fighters Ryu and Ken Masters get thrown back into combat when the mysterious Chun-Li recruits them for the next World Warrior Tournament<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Directed by Kitao Sakurai and scripted by Sakurai and T. J. Fixman, the uninitiated require little homework for the source material beyond understanding that eccentric martial artists from across the globe convene to beat the ever-loving crap out of one another. The story opens in 1987, when Japanese martial artist Ryu (Andrew Koji) defeats Sagat in the inaugural World Warrior tournament, inadvertently awakening the dark power associated with Akuma (Joe \u201cRoman Reigns\u201d Anoa\u2019i), who promptly murders Ryu\u2019s mentor, Gouken (Don Lee), and torpedoes the relationship between Ryu and his adoptive brother, Ken Masters (Noah Centineo). Six years later, M. Bison (David Dastmalchian), the megalomaniacal dictator of Shadaloo, announces another tournament in Metrolao City, prompting Chun-Li (Callina Liang) to round up fighters from across the globe. Beyond this perfunctory scaffolding, the screenplay proceeds to haemorrhage narrative coherence with reckless abandon. The writers jettison any semblance of plot in favour of an uninterrupted parade of smart-a**ed quips and deranged non sequiturs, until the credits roll.<\/p>\n I think the only sensible way to introduce this outlandish ensemble is to<\/p>\n [PLAYER SELECT]:<\/b><\/p>\n Andrew Koji\u2019s Ryu:<\/b> Emotionally constipated, perpetually unimpressed.<\/p>\n Noah Centineo\u2019s Ken Masters:<\/b> Weaponised MTV with abandonment issues.<\/p>\n Callina Liang\u2019s Chun-Li:<\/b> The sole adult supervising this martial arts kindergarten.<\/p>\n Andrew Schulz\u2019s Dan Hibiki<\/b>: Surprisingly tender comic relief.<\/p>\n David Dastmalchian\u2019s M. Bison:<\/b> Dictatorship with a humiliation fetish.<\/p>\n Cody Rhodes\u2019 Guile: <\/b>Macho bromando.<\/p>\n Vidyut Jammwal\u2019s Dhalsim<\/b>: Casting gimmick Monkey D. Luffy.<\/p>\n Curtis \u201c50 Cent\u201d Jackson\u2019s Balrog:<\/b> Knuckle sandwiches with a platinum discography.<\/p>\n Jason Momoa\u2019s Blanka:<\/b> This is just Jason Momoa.<\/p>\n Orville Peck\u2019s Vega:<\/b> Dominatrix Wolverine<\/p>\n Joe \u201cRoman Reigns\u201d Anoa\u2019i\u2019s Akuma:<\/b> Glorified WrestleMania cameo.<\/p>\n Don Lee\u2019s Gouken:<\/b> Mentor-shaped casualty of exposition.<\/p>\n Eric Andr\u00e9\u2019s Don Sauvage:<\/b> Irritating sentient foghorn.<\/p>\n As if this troupe of muscular weirdos were not bizarre enough already, Street Fighter<\/i> is also shamelessly salacious, and its libidinal appetites are indiscriminately scattershot. The film lurches between a succession of slo-mo flesh-on-flesh or gratuitous face-to-face posturing, while most characters seem to have a latent kink the screenplay is itching to indulge \u2014 Dastmalchian\u2019s Bison practically climaxes at the prospect of another man\u2019s muscular potency coursing through his veins, Guile\u2019s macho bluster comes with a queer subtext the film keeps needling, and Vega flaunts his femboy allure with spectacular brazenness. 50 Cent literally even says \u201cwho\u2019s meat do I need to beat\u201d. Unsurprisingly, the camera also makes periodic pit stops at women\u2019s rears and Liang\u2019s much-publicised 6.5-inch thigh expansion for the character. Liang has clearly put in the work, but the film\u2019s gaze remains trapped in the pubescent hormonal amber of first oggling at a pixelated Chun-Li in her scandalously abbreviated qipao.<\/p>\n The film further peppers its arcade-era fan service with familiar cheesy one-liners and a litany of signature moves, from the Dragonlash Kick, Flash Kick and Psycho Crusher to the Buffalo Headbutt, hundred-hand slap, Tatsumaki Senpukyaku, Shoryuken and, naturally, the Hadouken. But its smartest flourish is the Titmouse-rendered 2D anime flashbacks, which recreate the visual language of old-school anime with a vibrancy that the live-action material frequently struggles to match.\u00a0<\/p>\n \n A still from \u2018Street Fighter\u2019 The \u201890s mall-arcade nostalgia is also stupidly entertaining, particularly the grainy MTV segments chronicling Ken\u2019s descent into New Kids on the Block-era celebrity degeneracy, complete with peroxide curls, Duracell ads and even televised fights with Toyotas and zoo exhibits. Needle drops from MC Hammer\u2019s \u20182 Legit 2 Quit\u2019 and Montell Jordan\u2019s \u2018This Is How We Do It\u2019 round out the period-piece kitsch, turning the whole affair into a gloriously tacky time capsule.<\/p>\n And few composers are better equipped to soundtrack men punching through their feelings than Leo Birenberg and Zach Robinson of Cobra Kai<\/i> fame, although the film\u2019s most inspired musical refrain is repeatedly saddling Ryu and Ken\u2019s bromance with 4 Non Blondes\u2019 \u2018What\u2019s Up\u2019, which only becomes exponentially funnier each time it resurfaces.<\/p>\n Whenever Ken and Ryu start pontificating about honour and brotherhood, Chun-Li is on hand to tell them, essentially, to shut the hell up. The relentless dudebro theatrics are hardly surprising, but the screenplay\u2019s inability to let anyone resolve a disagreement without throwing a punch grows tiresome. This self-serious silliness makes it feel like the closest Hollywood will ever come to a WWE movie that\u2019s not a WWE movie.<\/p>\n Street Fighter<\/i> spends so much time mugging at its own ridiculousness that it never finds the wit or imagination to transcend it, settling instead for a corny exercise in period nostalgia that settles for taking the piss out of itself instead of making something genuinely good. Yet its sheer, unmitigated stupidity and monumental horniness have an undeniable entertainment value, and I suspect time will be considerably kinder to it than its opening reviews.<\/p>\n Street Fighter is currently running in theatres.<\/i><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/th-i.thgim.com\/public\/entertainment\/movies\/l3rr4u\/article71579368.ece\/alternates\/SQUARE_80\/Copy%20of%20G2%20Cover.jpg\")
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