People are often emailing me to complain that there isn't enough sport featured on this blog.
Or girls with massive chins.
So to all of you who said this....enjoy.
Sing gum zhook kao (AKA Sexy Soccer, 2004)
Dir: Sik Hok Min (Yup, that's right - THE Sik Hok Min)
Cast: Au Yeung, Carmen Yeung and lots of other people but I've discovered that no-one actually reads the cast list bit, they go straight to the movie poster that's usually right below.
Professional sleazy guy Terry Rolando (Yeung, probably) is having a wee bit of bad luck culminating with a run in with the local loan shark.
You see he'd made a huge bet on his fave team winning the football championship cup (or something....as you can probably tell, I'm not really the sporty type) but guess what?
Yup, they lost.
Feeling generous the loan shark decides against cutting his throat and instead offers him one last chance to come up with the cash.
With no idea as to what he could do to raise the money Rolando decides to go watch a football match to get a wee bit of inspiration.
It's there that whilst enjoying the game his eyes are draw to a brash n' busty jogger bouncing by him at half time.
Rolando sees this as a message from God telling him to form an all female football team (named Friendly Balls) to compete against the all male squads, with the ladies uses their 'sexy bodies' to distract the testosterone fueled male players.
How this would work is never fully explained (much the same way as the loan shark storyline never re-appears) but, we've been promised scantily clad and sexy girls playing football so let's stick with it and see if it delivers.
|Same shit....different smell.|
Anyway back to the plot (which I will cover quickly so I can eradicate any memory of this film from my head), everything starts swimmingly with much training footage of girls jogging in tiny shorts and shots of sweaty ladies jumping on the spot as Rolando's plan seems to be foolproof enough for him to actually have a chance of winning whatever he's meant to win (I don't really care).
Unfortunately his arch rival Dennis gets wind of his plan and has a secret weapon of his own....
You see, he's secretly been training a team of homosexualists to play against the ladies in the final.
When all seems lost tho' our hero comes up with his greatest plan yet.
Remembering that 'the gays' like arse he gets all the ladies to flash their bum cheeks at them, instantly curing them of their gayness and thus enabling the girls to win.
Effectively that's it as far as the movies plot goes, with half of the film being a shameful excuse to see a handful of fairly unattractive young ladies with bored looks on their faces (and one with a chin like an ironing board) prancing around in tight tops and tiny seventies style shorts wiggling and jiggling like they're have a stroke.
But not in a good way like when Helen Robinson had hers in Neighbours.
The remainder of this epic consists of endless scenes of Rolando (dressed like your dad) having sex with the team ( either in reality or 'hilarious' dream sequences) in the most disturbing scenes in cinema since Harvey Keitel cracked one off over that car door in The Bad Lieutenant'.
True there's and almost obscene amount of nudity (plus sex scenes that border on hardcore) but it's a bit like watching a video of your parents having sex.
In your bed.
And trust me on this when I tell you that's not a nice feeling.
|No idea if she's in the movie but this picture came up when I was searching for the poster so thought it'd be a shame if I didn't share it.|
Saying that tho' at least Harvey looked like he was enjoying himself (as did my folks), Yeung on the other hand keeps pulling comedy 'cum' faces whilst making grabbing actions toward the unfortunate actresses breasts.
For Minutes at a time we're subjected to this in extreme close-up, it's almost as if he's possessed your teevee and is desperately trying to escape to do bad things to you.
And your mum.
And your mum's dog.
I will admit that the film does have a few stand out moments, mainly showcasing the total ineptitude of those involved, including a fantastic bit in which one of the team actually stops speaking to look off-camera at the director for reassurance before continuing the scene.
Buy this film now and see how many you can spot.
It'd be much easier than trying to spot any of the films promised 'sexy' moments.
Market to us foreign devils as a kinky version of the classic Steven Chow comedy Shaolin Soccer, this is more Benny Hill than Jimmy Hill, replacing the formers knockabout comedy, musical numbers and martial arts mayhem with copious amounts of spotty arses, crap Cosby sweaters and a plethora of frankly arse numbing sexual shenanigans that only seem exist in order to pad out the movie's meager running time.
Worth it if you're bored to a point of suicide, find horse faced Chinese girls attractive or if you don't have a girlfriend.
Or like football obviously.