



Halfway through The 8 Diagram Pole Fighter I realised I was enjoying the film while fighting against the presentation. The version I watched appeared stretched, sounded badly dubbed, and felt like peering at a classic through a dirty window.
Thankfully, the film still worked.
It starts as bleak family tragedy, turns into revenge stripped of glamour, then heads to a monastery where discipline and self-punishment start looking alarmingly similar. Gordon Liu is compelling throughout, and even through the murk it’s easy to see why Lau Kar-leung’s action choreography is so admired. The head-burning scene is bizarre, memorable, and not exactly Sunday afternoon comfort viewing.
Then comes the finale. Teeth fly. Poles swing. Physics quietly resigns. My main response was basically, “bloody hell.”
I suspect there’s a much better presentation of this film than the version I saw. A recent restoration has moved it from the “maybe one day” pile to the “worth revisiting properly” pile.