Of the Donnie films that I've seen to date, the role of Ip is the best he's been. His version of the Wing Chun master is a kind soul with a fierce conviction, and the actor's real-world ego is completely absent from the performance.
Ip's two biggest failings are not recognising that his excessive modesty, though admirable in intent, can be misconstrued as sanctimonious; and that his singular focus, a trait that's good for martial arts is sometimes bad for human relationships. An exploration of both those things are at the heart of the film.
As if in response to the previous entry, Ip's wife and son have an active role to play in the narrative; the former bringing a VERY welcome emotional layering. The most interesting of the antagonists (Zhang Jin) is the kind that struggles with his own nature; i.e. he evokes both sympathy and ire in a viewer. And finally, thankfully, the combat stays on the favourable side of realistic.
4 nourishing ideals out of 5
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